Psalms 35:14
I behaved myself as though [he had been] my friend [or] brother: I bowed down heavily, as one that mourneth [for his] mother.
I behaved myself as though [he had been] my friend [or] brother: I bowed down heavily, as one that mourneth [for his] mother.
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13But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing [was] sackcloth: I humbled my soul with fasting; and my prayer returned into mine own bosom.
15But in mine adversity they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together: [yea], the abjects gathered themselves together against me, and I knew [it] not; they did tear [me], and ceased not:
6I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
25Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was [not] my soul grieved for the poor?
27My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.
28I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, [and] I cried in the congregation.
12For [it was] not an enemy [that] reproached me; then I could have borne [it]: neither [was it] he that hated me [that] did magnify [himself] against me; then I would have hid myself from him:
15I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.
16My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids [is] the shadow of death;
20Behold, O LORD; for I [am] in distress: my bowels are troubled; mine heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: abroad the sword bereaveth, at home [there is] as death.
21They have heard that I sigh: [there is] none to comfort me: all mine enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that thou hast done [it]: thou wilt bring the day [that] thou hast called, and they shall be like unto me.
22Let all their wickedness come before thee; and do unto them, as thou hast done unto me for all my transgressions: for my sighs [are] many, and my heart [is] faint.
20My friends scorn me: [but] mine eye poureth out [tears] unto God.
12¶ [Is it] nothing to you, all ye that pass by? behold, and see if there be any sorrow like unto my sorrow, which is done unto me, wherewith the LORD hath afflicted [me] in the day of his fierce anger.
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.
15What shall I say? he hath both spoken unto me, and himself hath done [it]: I shall go softly all my years in the bitterness of my soul.
10When I wept, [and chastened] my soul with fasting, that was to my reproach.
11I made sackcloth also my garment; and I became a proverb to them.
20Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: and I looked [for some] to take pity, but [there was] none; and for comforters, but I found none.
19Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this [is] a grief, and I must bear it.
18[When] I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart [is] faint in me.
11I was a reproach among all mine enemies, but especially among my neighbours, and a fear to mine acquaintance: they that did see me without fled from me.
14¶ To him that is afflicted pity [should be shewed] from his friend; but he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.
19All my inward friends abhorred me: and they whom I loved are turned against me.
16For these [things] I weep; mine eye, mine eye runneth down with water, because the comforter that should relieve my soul is far from me: my children are desolate, because the enemy prevailed.
17For I [am] ready to halt, and my sorrow [is] continually before me.
12And they mourned, and wept, and fasted until even, for Saul, and for Jonathan his son, and for the people of the LORD, and for the house of Israel; because they were fallen by the sword.
3For I was my father's son, tender and only [beloved] in the sight of my mother.
13He hath put my brethren far from me, and mine acquaintance are verily estranged from me.
14My kinsfolk have failed, and my familiar friends have forgotten me.
9For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping,
2Surely I have behaved and quieted myself, as a child that is weaned of his mother: my soul [is] even as a weaned child.
8¶ Lament like a virgin girded with sackcloth for the husband of her youth.
25I chose out their way, and sat chief, and dwelt as a king in the army, as one [that] comforteth the mourners.
22And he said, While the child was yet alive, I fasted and wept: for I said, Who can tell [whether] GOD will be gracious to me, that the child may live?
14I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.
21¶ Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pricked in my reins.
11My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my sore; and my kinsmen stand afar off.
20My soul hath [them] still in remembrance, and is humbled in me.
18(For from my youth he was brought up with me, as [with] a father, and I have guided her from my mother's womb;)
7Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members [are] as a shadow.
31My harp also is [turned] to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep.
6¶ Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and [though] I forbear, what am I eased?
13So they sat down with him upon the ground seven days and seven nights, and none spake a word unto him: for they saw that [his] grief was very great.
12Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear unto my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears: for I [am] a stranger with thee, [and] a sojourner, as all my fathers [were].
16Turn thee unto me, and have mercy upon me; for I [am] desolate and afflicted.
10¶ Woe is me, my mother, that thou hast borne me a man of strife and a man of contention to the whole earth! I have neither lent on usury, nor men have lent to me on usury; [yet] every one of them doth curse me.
2I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, [even] from good; and my sorrow was stirred.
4Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
1¶ O that thou [wert] as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my mother! [when] I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; yea, I should not be despised.