Lamentations 3:28
He sitteth alone, and is silent, For He hath laid `it' upon him.
He sitteth alone, and is silent, For He hath laid `it' upon him.
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26Good! when one doth stay and stand still For the salvation of Jehovah.
27Good for a man that he beareth a yoke in his youth.
29He putteth in the dust his mouth, if so be there is hope.
30He giveth to his smiter the cheek, He is filled with reproach.
2I was dumb `with' silence, I kept silent from good, and my pain is excited.
15-- What do I say? seeing He said to me, And He Himself hath wrought, I go softly all my years for the bitterness of my soul.
13Keep silent from me, and I speak, And pass over me doth what?
29And He giveth rest, and who maketh wrong? And hideth the face, and who beholdeth it? And in reference to a nation and to a man, `It is' the same.
3When I have kept silence, become old have my bones, Through my roaring all the day.
19Who `is' he that doth strive with me? For now I keep silent and gasp.
22Only -- his flesh for him is pained, And his soul for him doth mourn.'
13And they sit with him on the earth seven days and seven nights, and there is none speaking unto him a word when they have seen that the pain hath been very great.
23For He doth not suffer man any more, To go unto God in judgment,
13For now, I have lain down, and am quiet, I have slept -- then there is rest to me,
7It hath been exacted, and he hath answered, And he openeth not his mouth, As a lamb to the slaughter he is brought, And as a sheep before its shearers is dumb, And he openeth not his mouth.
18He keepeth back his soul from corruption, And his life from passing away by a dart.
19And he hath been reproved With pain on his bed, And the strife of his bones `is' enduring.
1I `am' the man `who' hath seen affliction By the rod of His wrath.
7They lift him up on the shoulder, They carry him, and cause him to rest in his place, And he standeth, from his place he moveth not, Yea, one crieth unto him, and he answereth not, From his adversity he saveth him not.
11My ways He is turning aside, and He pulleth me in pieces, He hath made me a desolation.
20And Jehovah `is' in His holy temple, Be silent before Him, all the earth!
5O that ye would keep perfectly silent, And it would be to you for wisdom.
6In dark places He hath caused me to dwell, As the dead of old.
7He hath hedged me about, and I go not out, He hath made heavy my fetter.
27Though I say, `I forget my talking, I forsake my corner, and I brighten up!'
31Attend, O Job, hearken to me, Keep silent, and I -- I do speak.
28Even a fool keeping silence is reckoned wise, He who is shutting his lips intelligent!
9I have been dumb, I open not my mouth, Because Thou -- Thou hast done `it'.
17I have not sat in an assembly of deriders, Nor do I exult, because of thy hand, -- Alone I have sat, For `with' indignation Thou hast filled me.
15Sackcloth I have sewed on my skin, And have rolled in the dust my horn.
21To me they have hearkened, Yea, they wait, and are silent for my counsel.
14For He doth complete my portion, And many such things `are' with Him.
32If thou hast been foolish in lifting up thyself, And if thou hast devised evil -- hand to mouth!
17Also all his days in darkness he consumeth, and sadness, and wrath, and sickness abound.
13Therefore is the wise at that time silent, For an evil time it `is'.
28And he inhabiteth cities cut off, houses not dwelt in, That have been ready to become heaps.
14Yea, I am as a man who heareth not, And in his mouth are no reproofs.
4Surely our sicknesses he hath borne, And our pains -- he hath carried them, And we -- we have esteemed him plagued, Smitten of God, and afflicted.
13Wherefore against Him hast thou striven, When `for' all His matters He answereth not?
20Is it declared to Him that I speak? If a man hath spoken, surely he is swallowed up.
14Wherefore are we sitting still? Be gathered, and we go in to the fenced cities, And we are silent there, For Jehovah our God hath made us silent, Yea, He causeth us to drink water of gall, For we have sinned against Jehovah.
17There the wicked have ceased troubling, And there rest do the wearied in power.
33If I have covered as Adam my transgressions, To hide in my bosom mine iniquity,
2Have I not compared, and kept silent my soul, As a weaned one by its mother? As a weaned one by me `is' my soul.
2He doth not cry, nor lift up, Nor cause his voice to be heard, in the street.
11He said in his heart, `God hath forgotten, He hath hid His face, He hath never seen.'
13From above He hath sent fire into my bone, And it subdueth it, He hath spread a net for my feet, He hath turned me backward, He hath made me desolate -- all the day sick.
10And yet it is my comfort, (And I exult in pain -- He doth not spare,) That I have not hidden The sayings of the Holy One.
39What -- sigh habitually doth a living man, A man for his sin?
7Only, now, it hath wearied me; Thou hast desolated all my company,