Psalm 38:8

New King James Version

I am feeble and severely broken; I groan because of the turmoil of my heart.

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When I kept silent, my bones grew old Through my groaning all the day long.

For my sighing comes before I eat, And my groanings pour out like water.

I go about mourning, but not in the sun; I stand up in the assembly and cry out for help.

We all growl like bears, And moan sadly like doves; We look for justice, but there is none; For salvation, but it is far from us.

My heart is in turmoil and cannot rest; Days of affliction confront me.