Then, when all of his sons gathered together to ease their father's sorrow, he was not willing to accept consolation, but he said: "I will descend in mourning to my son in the underworld." And while he persevered in weeping,
Psalm 77:3 - Catholic Public Domain Version We have heard and known such great things, as our fathers have described to us. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition I [earnestly] remember God; I am disquieted and I groan; I muse in prayer, and my spirit faints [overwhelmed]. Selah [pause, and calmly think of that]! American Standard Version (1901) I remember God, and am disquieted: I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. [Selah Common English Bible I remember God and I moan. I complain, and my spirit grows tired. Selah Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version How great things have we heard and known, and our fathers have told us. English Standard Version 2016 When I remember God, I moan; when I meditate, my spirit faints. Selah |
Then, when all of his sons gathered together to ease their father's sorrow, he was not willing to accept consolation, but he said: "I will descend in mourning to my son in the underworld." And while he persevered in weeping,
Is it so important that God should console you? But your own depraved words prevent this.
For I have always feared God, like waves flowing over me, whose weight I was unable to bear.
For the arrows of the Lord are in me, my spirit drinks of their indignation, and the terrors of the Lord are soldiers against me.
And because of this, I will not restrain my mouth. I will speak in the affliction of my spirit. I will converse from the bitterness of my soul.
Why are you sad, my soul? And why do you disquiet me? Hope in God, for I will still give praise to him: the salvation of my countenance and my God.
You yourself are my king and my God, who commands the salvation of Jacob.
I will teach the unjust your ways, and the impious will be converted to you.
Bride: On my bed, throughout the night, I sought him whom my soul loves. I sought him, and did not find him.
Lord, they have sought you in anguish. Your doctrine was with them, amid the tribulation of murmuring.
May you not be a dread to me. You are my hope in the day of affliction.
VAU. And my soul has been driven away from peace; I have forgotten what is good.