Job 30:28
I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.
I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.
I walk in mourning without sunlight; I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.
I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.
I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.
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I went mourning without sunne: I stood vp in the congregation and cryed.
I went mourning without heate, I stoode vp in the congregation, & communed with them.
I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, [and] I cried in the congregation.
I go mourning without the sun. I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
Mourning I have gone without the sun, I have risen, in an assembly I cry.
I go mourning without the sun: I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
I go mourning without the sun: I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
I go about in dark clothing, uncomforted; I get up in the public place, crying out for help.
I go mourning without the sun. I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
I go about blackened, but not by the sun; in the assembly I stand up and cry for help.
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25Did I not weep for those in trouble? Was not my soul grieved for the poor?
26When I looked for good, then evil came to me; and when I waited for light, darkness came.
27My insides boiled and did not rest: the days of affliction confronted me.
6I am troubled; I am greatly bowed down; I go mourning all the day long.
29I am a brother to jackals, and a companion to owls.
30My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.
31My harp is also turned to mourning, and my flute to the voice of those who weep.
19He has cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes.
20I cry to You, and You do not hear me: I stand up, and You regard me not.
14I behaved myself as though he had been my friend or brother; I bowed down heavily, as one who mourns for his mother.
15But in my adversity they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together; yes, the abjects gathered themselves together against me, and I knew it not; they tore me, and did not cease:
15I have sewn sackcloth upon my skin and defiled my horn in the dust.
16My face is flushed with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
8I cried out to you, O LORD; and to the LORD I made supplication.
11Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
14Like a crane or a swallow, so did I chatter: I mourned as a dove: my eyes fail with looking upward: O LORD, I am oppressed; undertake for me.
15What shall I say? He has spoken to me, and He Himself has done it: I shall go softly all my years in the bitterness of my soul.
3When I kept silent, my bones grew old through my groaning all day long.
17For I am ready to fall, and my sorrow is continually before me.
3My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually say to me, Where is your God?
4When I remember these things, I pour out my soul within me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept a feast.
16And now my soul is poured out within me; the days of affliction have seized me.
18When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint within me.
17I did not sit in the assembly of the mockers, nor rejoiced; I sat alone because of your hand: for you have filled me with indignation.
8I am feeble and severely broken; I have roared because of the disquiet of my heart.
2Attend to me, and hear me; I mourn in my complaint and make a noise,
1To you I cry, O LORD my rock; do not be silent to me, lest, if you are silent to me, I become like those who go down to the pit.
24For my sighing comes before I eat, and my groanings are poured out like water.
7Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard; I cry aloud, but there is no justice.
10For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
20Behold, O LORD; for I am in distress: my heart is troubled; my heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: abroad the sword bereaves, at home there is as death.
1I cried to the LORD with my voice; with my voice to the LORD did I make my plea.
2I poured out my complaint before Him; I showed Him my trouble.
7When I went out to the gate of the city, when I took my seat in the square!
7My eye also is dim because of sorrow, and all my members are like a shadow.
4Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
9I will say to God my rock, Why have You forgotten me? why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
8Therefore I will wail and howl, I will go stripped and naked: I will make a wailing like the jackals, and mourning as the ostriches.
8You have put my acquaintance far from me; you have made me an abomination to them. I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.
9My eye mourns by reason of affliction; LORD, I have called daily upon you, I have stretched out my hands to you.
8Even when I cry and shout, He shuts out my prayer.
1I am the man who has seen affliction by the rod of His wrath.
22For I said in my haste, I am cut off from before your eyes: nevertheless you heard the voice of my supplications when I cried to you.
10My heart pants, my strength fails me; as for the light of my eyes, it also has gone from me.
2I was silent and still, I held my peace even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.
2In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord; my hand was stretched out in the night and did not rest; my soul refused to be comforted.
1My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
13From above he has sent fire into my bones, and it prevails against them: he has spread a net for my feet, he has turned me back: he has made me desolate and faint all the day.
34Did I fear a great multitude, or did the contempt of families terrify me, so that I kept silent and went not out of the door?
4When I lie down, I say, 'When shall I arise, and the night be gone?' And I am full of tossing to and fro until the dawning of the day.