"I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart."
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I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.
My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring?
We roar all like bears, and mourn sore like doves: we look for judgment, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far off from us.
For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.
When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.
I am feeble and crushed down; I gave a cry like a lion because of the grief in my heart.
I am faint and broken beyond measure; I roar by reason of the agitation of my heart.
I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
\38:7\For my loins are filled with a lothsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.
I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.
I have been feeble and smitten -- unto excess, I have roared from disquietude of heart.