Psalms 35:14
I mourned for them as I would for a friend or my brother. I bowed down in sorrow as if I were mourning for my mother.
I mourned for them as I would for a friend or my brother. I bowed down in sorrow as if I were mourning for my mother.
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13When they were sick, I wore sackcloth, and refrained from eating food.(If I am lying, may my prayers go unanswered!)
15But when I stumbled, they rejoiced and gathered together; they gathered together to ambush me. They tore at me without stopping to rest.
6I am dazed and completely humiliated; all day long I walk around mourning.
25Have I not wept for the unfortunate? Was not my soul grieved for the poor?
27My heart is in turmoil unceasingly; the days of my affliction confront me.
28I go about blackened, but not by the sun; in the assembly I stand up and cry for help.
12Indeed, it is not an enemy who insults me, or else I could bear it; it is not one who hates me who arrogantly taunts me, or else I could hide from him.
15I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and buried my horn in the dust;
16my face is reddened because of weeping, and on my eyelids there is a deep darkness,
20ר(Resh) Look, O LORD! I am distressed; my stomach is in knots! My heart is pounding inside me. Yes, I was terribly rebellious! Out in the street the sword bereaves a mother of her children; Inside the house death is present.
21ש(Sin/Shin) They have heard that I groan, yet there is no one to comfort me. All my enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that you have brought it about. Bring about the day of judgment that you promised so that they may end up like me!
22ת(Tav) Let all their wickedness come before you; afflict them just as you have afflicted me because of all my acts of rebellion. For my groans are many, and my heart is sick with sorrow.
20My intercessor is my friend as my eyes pour out tears to God;
12ל(Lamed) Is it nothing to you, all you who pass by on the road? Look and see! Is there any pain like mine? The Lord has afflicted me, he has inflicted it on me when he burned with anger.
14Like a swallow or a thrush I chirp, I coo like a dove; my eyes grow tired from looking up to the sky. O Lord, I am oppressed; help me!
15What can I say? He has decreed and acted. I will walk slowly all my years because I am overcome with grief.
10I weep and refrain from eating food, which causes others to insult me.
11I wear sackcloth and they ridicule me.
20Their insults are painful and make me lose heart; I look for sympathy, but receive none, for comforters, but find none.
19And I cried out,“We are doomed! Our wound is severe! We once thought,‘This is only an illness. And we will be able to bear it!’
18Then I said,“There is no cure for my grief! I am sick at heart!
11Because of all my enemies, people disdain me; my neighbors are appalled by my suffering– those who know me are horrified by my condition; those who see me in the street run away from me.
14Disappointing Friends“To the one in despair, kindness should come from his friend even if he forsakes the fear of the Almighty.
19All my closest friends detest me; and those whom I love have turned against me.
16ע(Ayin) I weep because of these things; my eyes flow with tears. For there is no one in sight who can comfort me or encourage me. My children are desolated because an enemy has prevailed.
17For I am about to stumble, and I am in constant pain.
12They lamented and wept and fasted until evening because Saul, his son Jonathan, the LORD’s people, and the house of Israel had fallen by the sword.
3When I was a son to my father, a tender only child before my mother,
13Job’s Forsaken State“He has put my relatives far from me; my acquaintances only turn away from me.
14My kinsmen have failed me; my friends have forgotten me.
9For I eat ashes as if they were bread, and mix my drink with my tears,
2Indeed, I have calmed and quieted myself like a weaned child with its mother; I am content like a young child.
8A Call to Lament Wail like a young virgin clothed in sackcloth, lamenting the death of her husband-to-be.
25I chose the way for them and sat as their chief; I lived like a king among his troops; I was like one who comforts mourners.
22He replied,“While the child was still alive, I fasted and wept because I thought,‘Perhaps the LORD will show pity and the child will live.
14My strength drains away like water; all my bones are dislocated; my heart is like wax; it melts away inside me.
21Yes, my spirit was bitter, and my insides felt sharp pain.
11Because of my condition, even my friends and acquaintances keep their distance; my neighbors stand far away.
20I continually think about this, and I am depressed.
18but from my youth I raised the orphan like a father, and from my mother’s womb I guided the widow!
7My eyes have grown dim with grief; my whole frame is but a shadow.
31My harp is used for mourning and my flute for the sound of weeping.
6Abandonment by God and Man“But if I speak, my pain is not relieved, and if I refrain from speaking– how much of it goes away?
13Then they sat down with him on the ground for seven days and seven nights, yet no one spoke a word to him, for they saw that his pain was very great.
12Hear my prayer, O LORD! Listen to my cry for help! Do not ignore my sobbing! For I am a foreign resident with you, a temporary settler, just as all my ancestors were.
16Turn toward me and have mercy on me, for I am alone and oppressed!
10Jeremiah Complains about His Lot and The Lord Responds I said,“Oh, mother, how I regret that you ever gave birth to me! I am always starting arguments and quarrels with the people of this land. I have not lent money to anyone and I have not borrowed from anyone. Yet all of these people are treating me with contempt.”
2I was stone silent; I held back the urge to speak. My frustration grew;
4My strength leaves me; I am absolutely shocked.
1The Beloved’s Wish SongThe Beloved to Her Lover: Oh, how I wish you were my little brother, nursing at my mother’s breasts; if I saw you outside, I could kiss you– surely no one would despise me!