"Even to day is my complaint bitter: my stroke is heavier than my groaning."
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Oh that my grief were throughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together!
Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
And that he would shew thee the secrets of wisdom, that they are double to that which is! Know therefore that God exacteth of thee less than thine iniquity deserveth.
For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah.
In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran in the night, and ceased not: my soul refused to be comforted.
Remembering mine affliction and my misery, the wormwood and the gall.
My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
Even today my outcry is bitter; his hand is hard on my sorrow.
Even to-day is my complaint bitter: my stroke is heavier than my groaning.
Even to day is my complaint bitter: my stroke is heavier than my groaning.
Even to-day is my complaint bitter: my stroke is heavier than my groaning.
"Even today is my complaint rebellious. His hand is heavy in spite of my groaning.
Also -- to-day `is' my complaint bitter, My hand hath been heavy because of my sighing.