Psalms 38:6–9

²⁸I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.

¹⁴I behaved myself as though he had been my friend or brother: I bowed down heavily, as one that mourneth for his mother.

⁹I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

¹⁴The Lord upholdeth all that fall, and raiseth up all those that be bowed down.

¹⁰For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.

⁵Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.

²For thou art the God of my strength: why dost thou cast me off? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

⁶They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down: they have digged a pit before me, into the midst whereof they are fallen themselves. Selah.

⁶I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.

⁹Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: Lord, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.

¹⁴Like a crane or a swallow, so did I chatter: I did mourn as a dove: mine eyes fail with looking upward: O Lord, I am oppressed; undertake for me.

¹⁸¶ And after all this the Lord smote him in his bowels with an incurable disease.

¹⁹And it came to pass, that in process of time, after the end of two years, his bowels fell out by reason of his sickness: so he died of sore diseases. And his people made no burning for him, like the burning of his fathers.

²³And immediately the angel of the Lord smote him, because he gave not God the glory: and he was eaten of worms, and gave up the ghost.

⁵My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.

³For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth.

⁸An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him: and now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.

¹⁸By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.

²⁴For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.

³When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.

²⁸I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.

¹¹We roar all like bears, and mourn sore like doves: we look for judgment, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far off from us.

¹MY God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring?

²O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent.

¹⁷Lord, thou hast heard the desire of the humble: thou wilt prepare their heart, thou wilt cause thine ear to hear:

²For in this we groan, earnestly desiring to be clothed upon with our house which is from heaven:

⁶I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.

²⁶Likewise the Spirit also helpeth our infirmities: for we know not what we should pray for as we ought: but the Spirit itself maketh intercession for us with groanings which cannot be uttered.

²⁷And he that searcheth the hearts knoweth what is the mind of the Spirit, because he maketh intercession for the saints according to the will of God.

⁴⁸Nathanael saith unto him, Whence knowest thou me? Jesus answered and said unto him, Before that Philip called thee, when thou wast under the fig tree, I saw thee.

⁵By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.

²²For we know that the whole creation groaneth and travaileth in pain together until now.

²³And not only they, but ourselves also, which have the firstfruits of the Spirit, even we ourselves groan within ourselves, waiting for the adoption, to wit, the redemption of our body.

²⁰To hear the groaning of the prisoner; to loose those that are appointed to death;