Psalm 38:8

The Scriptures 1998

I have become weak and greatly crushed; I howled from the groaning of my heart.

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

My inward parts boiled and did not rest; days of affliction went before me.

I went about blackened, but not by the sun; I stood up in the assembly, I cried for help.

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

All of us growl like bears, and moan sadly like doves. We look for right-ruling, but there is none; for deliverance, but it is far from us.