Psalm 38:8

Revised Version with Apocrypha 1895

I am faint and sore bruised: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.

Cross References

Job 3:24

For my sighing cometh before I eat, And my roarings are poured out like water

Job 30:27

My bowels boil, and rest not; Days of affliction are come upon me.

Job 30:28

I go mourning without the sun: I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.

Psalm 32:3

When I kept silence, my bones waxed old Through my roaring all the day long.

Isaiah 59:11

We roar all like bears, and mourn sore like doves: we look for judgement, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far off from us.