Psalm 38:8

New Revised Standard Version Updated Edition 2021

I am utterly spent and crushed; I groan because of the tumult of my heart.

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For my sighing comes like my bread, and my groanings are poured out like water.

My inward parts are in turmoil and are never still; days of affliction come to meet me.

I go about in sunless gloom; I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.

While I kept silent, my body wasted away through my groaning all day long.

We all growl like bears; like doves we moan mournfully. We wait for justice, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far from us.