Job 30:28

Tree of Life Version

I walk about blackened, but not by the sun; I stand in the assembly and cry for help.

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For You are my God, my stronghold. Why have You spurned me? Why do I go about gloomy because of the oppression of the enemy?

By day Adonai commands His love, and at night His song is with me— a prayer to the God of my life.

My wounds are foul and festering because of my foolishness.

“Though I cry out, ‘Violence!’ I get no response. I cry for help, but there is no justice.

My harp is for mourning and my flute for the sound of weeping.