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Psalm 6:6

World Messianic Bible British Edition

I am weary with my groaning. Every night I flood my bed. I drench my couch with my tears.

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I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail looking for my God.

My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually ask me, “Where is your God?”

Lord, all my desire is before you. My groaning is not hidden from you.

My eyes fail with tears. My heart is troubled. My bile is poured on the earth, because of the destruction of the daughter of my people, because the young children and the infants swoon in the streets of the city.

“For these things I weep. My eye, my eye runs down with water, because the comforter who should refresh my soul is far from me. My children are desolate, because the enemy has prevailed.”

She weeps bitterly in the night. Her tears are on her cheeks. Amongst all her lovers she has no one to comfort her. All her friends have dealt treacherously with her. They have become her enemies.

“Even today my complaint is rebellious. His hand is heavy in spite of my groaning.

My friends scoff at me. My eyes pour out tears to God,

so I am made to possess months of misery, wearisome nights are appointed to me.

Standing behind at his feet weeping, she began to wet his feet with her tears, and she wiped them with the hair of her head, kissed his feet, and anointed them with the ointment.

“You shall say this word to them: “‘Let my eyes run down with tears night and day, and let them not cease; for the virgin daughter of my people is broken with a great breach, with a very grievous wound.

My eyes are dim from grief. I have called on you daily, LORD. I have spread out my hands to you.

“Hear my prayer, LORD, and give ear to my cry. Don’t be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, a foreigner, as all my fathers were.

“My soul is weary of my life. I will give free course to my complaint. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

Hear, LORD, and have mercy on me. LORD, be my helper.”

Is your loving kindness declared in the grave? Or your faithfulness in Destruction?

The dead don’t praise the LORD, nor any who go down into silence,

For Sheol can’t praise you. Death can’t celebrate you. Those who go down into the pit can’t hope for your truth.




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