"I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears."
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So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.
My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.
Even to day is my complaint bitter: my stroke is heavier than my groaning.
Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear unto my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears: for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
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.
Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: LORD, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.
For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth.
Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
Therefore thou shalt say this word unto them; Let mine eyes run down with tears night and day, and let them not cease: for the virgin daughter of my people is broken with a great breach, with a very grievous blow.
She weepeth sore in the night, and her tears are on her cheeks: among all her lovers she hath none to comfort her: all her friends have dealt treacherously with her, they are become her enemies.
For these things I weep; mine eye, mine eye runneth down with water, because the comforter that should relieve my soul is far from me: my children are desolate, because the enemy prevailed.
Mine eyes do fail with tears, my bowels are troubled, my liver is poured upon the earth, for the destruction of the daughter of my people; because the children and the sucklings swoon in the streets of the city.
Their heart cried unto the LORD, O wall of the daughter of Zion, let tears run down like a river day and night: give thyself no rest; let not the apple of thine eye cease.
Mine eye runneth down with rivers of water for the destruction of the daughter of my people.
And stood at his feet behind him weeping, and began to wash his feet with tears, and did wipe them with the hairs of her head, and kissed his feet, and anointed them with the ointment.
Lord, all my desire is before thee; and my groaning is not hid from thee.
My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.
The voice of my sorrow is a weariness to me; all the night I make my bed wet with weeping; it is watered by the drops flowing from my eyes.
I am wearied with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I dissolve my couch with my tears.
I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.
\6:5\For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who will give thee thanks?
I am weary with my groaning; Every night I flood my bed; I drench my couch with my tears.
I have been weary with my sighing, I meditate through all the night `on' my bed, With my tear my couch I waste.