48 Bible Verses about Self Pity

and the sons of Israel say unto them, 'Oh that we had died by the hand of Jehovah in the land of Egypt, in our sitting by the flesh-pot, in our eating bread to satiety -- for ye have brought us out unto this wilderness to put all this assembly to death with hunger.'

And Pharaoh hath drawn near, and the sons of Israel lift up their eyes, and lo, the Egyptians are journeying after them, and they fear exceedingly, and the sons of Israel cry unto Jehovah. And they say unto Moses, 'Because there are no graves in Egypt, hast thou taken us away to die in a wilderness? what is this thou hast done to us -- to bring us out from Egypt? Is not this the word which we spake unto thee in Egypt, saying, Cease from us, and we serve the Egyptians; for better for us to serve the Egyptians than to die in a wilderness?'

and the people thirst there for water, and the people murmur against Moses, and say, 'Why is this? -- thou hast brought us up out of Egypt, to put us to death, also our sons and our cattle, with thirst.'

And the rabble who are in its midst have lusted greatly, and the sons of Israel also turn back and weep, and say, 'Who doth give us flesh? We have remembered the fish which we do eat in Egypt for nought, the cucumbers, and the melons, and the leeks, and the onions, and the garlick; and now our soul is dry, there is not anything, save the manna, before our eyes.'

And all the company lifteth up and give forth their voice, and the people weep during that night; and all the sons of Israel murmur against Moses, and against Aaron, and all the company say unto them, 'O that we had died in the land of Egypt, or in this wilderness, O that we had died! and why is Jehovah bringing us in unto this land to fall by the sword? our wives and our infants are become a prey; is it not good for us to turn back to Egypt?'read more.
And they say one unto another, 'Let us appoint a head, and turn back to Egypt.'

'And ye have not been willing to go up, and ye provoke the mouth of Jehovah your God, and murmur in your tents, and say, In Jehovah's hating us He hath brought us out of the land of Egypt, to give us into the hand of the Amorite -- to destroy us; whither are we going up? our brethren have melted our heart, saying, A people greater and taller than we, cities great and fenced to heaven, and also sons of Anakim -- we have seen there.

neither murmur ye, as also some of them did murmur, and did perish by the destroyer. And all these things as types did happen to those persons, and they were written for our admonition, to whom the end of the ages did come,

And Job answereth and saith: -- O that my provocation were thoroughly weighed, And my calamity in balances They would lift up together! For now, than the sands of the sea it is heavier, Therefore my words have been rash.read more.
For arrows of the Mighty are with me, Whose poison is drinking up my spirit. Terrors of God array themselves for me! Brayeth a wild ass over tender grass? Loweth an ox over his provender? Eaten is an insipid thing without salt? Is there sense in the drivel of dreams? My soul is refusing to touch! They are as my sickening food. O that my request may come, That God may grant my hope! That God would please -- and bruise me, Loose His hand and cut me off! And 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. What is my power that I should hope? And what mine end That I should prolong my life? Is my strength the strength of stones? Is my flesh brazen? Is not my help with me, And substance driven from me?

My soul hath been weary of my life, I leave off my talking to myself, I speak in the bitterness of my soul.

After this hath Job opened his mouth, and revileth his day. And Job answereth and saith: -- Let the day perish in which I am born, And the night that hath said: 'A man-child hath been conceived.'read more.
That day -- let it be darkness, Let not God require it from above, Nor let light shine upon it. Let darkness and death-shade redeem it, Let a cloud tabernacle upon it, Let them terrify it as the most bitter of days. That night -- let thick darkness take it, Let it not be united to days of the year, Into the number of months let it not come. Lo! that night -- let it be gloomy, Let no singing come into it. Let the cursers of day mark it, Who are ready to wake up Leviathan. Let the stars of its twilight be dark, Let it wait for light, and there is none, And let it not look on the eyelids of the dawn. Because it hath not shut the doors Of the womb that was mine! And hide misery from mine eyes. Why from the womb do I not die? From the belly I have come forth and gasp! Wherefore have knees been before me? And what are breasts, that I suck? For now, I have lain down, and am quiet, I have slept -- then there is rest to me, With kings and counsellors of earth, These building wastes for themselves. Or with princes -- they have gold, They are filling their houses with silver. (Or as a hidden abortion I am not, As infants -- they have not seen light.) There the wicked have ceased troubling, And there rest do the wearied in power. Together prisoners have been at ease, They have not heard the voice of an exactor, Small and great are there the same. And a servant is free from his lord. Why giveth He to the miserable light, and life to the bitter soul? Who are waiting for death, and it is not, And they seek it above hid treasures. Who are glad -- unto joy, They rejoice when they find a grave. To a man whose way hath been hidden, And whom God doth shut up? For before my food, my sighing cometh, And poured out as waters are my roarings. For a fear I feared and it meeteth me, And what I was afraid of doth come to me. I was not safe -- nor was I quiet -- Nor was I at rest -- and trouble cometh!

And Job answereth and saith: -- Truly -- ye are the people, And with you doth wisdom die. I also have a heart like you, I am not fallen more than you, And with whom is there not like these?read more.
A laughter to his friend I am: 'He calleth to God, and He answereth him,' A laughter is the perfect righteous one. A torch -- despised in the thoughts of the secure Is prepared for those sliding with the feet. At peace are the tents of spoilers, And those provoking God have confidence, He into whose hand God hath brought.

If I speak, my pain is not restrained, And I cease -- what goeth from me? Only, now, it hath wearied me; Thou hast desolated all my company, And Thou dost loathe me, For a witness it hath been, And rise up against me doth my failure, In my face it testifieth.read more.
His anger hath torn, and he hateth me, He hath gnashed at me with his teeth, My adversary sharpeneth his eyes for me. They have gaped on me with their mouth, In reproach they have smitten my cheeks, Together against me they set themselves. God shutteth me up unto the perverse, And to the hands of the wicked turneth me over. At ease I have been, and he breaketh me, And he hath laid hold on my neck, And he breaketh me in pieces, And he raiseth me to him for a mark. Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall. He breaketh me -- breach upon breach, He runneth upon me as a mighty one. Sackcloth I have sewed on my skin, And have rolled in the dust my horn. My face is foul with weeping, And on mine eyelids is death-shade. Not for violence in my hands, And my prayer is pure.

And now, their song I have been, And I am to them for a byword. They have abominated me, They have kept far from me, And from before me have not spared to spit. Because His cord He loosed and afflicteth me, And the bridle from before me, They have cast away.read more.
On the right hand doth a brood arise, My feet they have cast away, And they raise up against me, Their paths of calamity. They have broken down my path, By my calamity they profit, 'He hath no helper.' As a wide breach they come, Under the desolation have rolled themselves. He hath turned against me terrors, It pursueth as the wind mine abundance, And as a thick cloud, Hath my safety passed away. And now, in me my soul poureth itself out, Seize me do days of affliction. At night my bone hath been pierced in me, And mine eyelids do not lie down. By the abundance of power, Is my clothing changed, As the mouth of my coat it doth gird me. Casting me into mire, And I am become like dust and ashes. I cry unto Thee, And Thou dost not answer me, I have stood, and Thou dost consider me. Thou art turned to be fierce to me, With the strength of Thy hand, Thou oppressest me. Thou dost lift me up, On the wind Thou dost cause me to ride, And Thou meltest -- Thou levellest me. For I have known To death Thou dost bring me back, And to the house appointed for all living. Surely not against the heap Doth He send forth the hand, Though in its ruin they have safety. Did not I weep for him whose day is hard? Grieved hath my soul for the needy. When good I expected, then cometh evil, And I wait for light, and darkness cometh. My bowels have boiled, and have not ceased, Gone before me have days of affliction. Mourning I have gone without the sun, I have risen, in an assembly I cry. A brother I have been to dragons, And a companion to daughters of the ostrich. My skin hath been black upon me, And my bone hath burned from heat, And my harp doth become mourning, And my organ the sound of weeping.

When Esau heareth the words of his father, then he crieth a very great and bitter cry, and saith to his father, 'Bless me, me also, O my father;'

And David is going up in the ascent of the olives, going up and weeping, and he hath the head covered, and he is going barefooted, and all the people who are with him have covered each his head, and have gone up, going up and weeping;

And he turneth round his face unto the wall, and prayeth unto Jehovah, saying, I pray Thee, O Jehovah, remember, I pray Thee, how I have walked habitually before Thee in truth, and with a perfect heart, and that which is good in Thine eyes I have done;' and Hezekiah weepeth -- a great weeping.

And Hezekiah turneth round his face unto the wall, and prayeth unto Jehovah, and saith, 'I pray thee, O Jehovah, remember, I pray Thee, how I have walked habitually before Thee in truth, and with a perfect heart, and that which is good in thine eyes I have done;' and Hezekiah weepeth -- a great weeping.

Why, Jehovah, dost Thou stand at a distance? Thou dost hide in times of adversity,

As nothing, have my steps slipped, For I have been envious of the boastful, The peace of the wicked I see, That there are no bands at their death,

An Instruction of Asaph. Why, O God, hast Thou cast off for ever? Thine anger smoketh against the flock of Thy pasture.

And Moses saith unto Jehovah, 'Why hast Thou done evil to Thy servant? and why have I not found grace in Thine eyes -- to put the burden of all this people upon me? I -- have I conceived all this people? I -- have I begotten it, that Thou sayest unto me, Carry it in thy bosom as the nursing father beareth the suckling, unto the ground which Thou hast sworn to its fathers? Whence have I flesh to give to all this people? for they weep unto me, saying, Give to us flesh, and we eat.read more.
I am not able -- I alone -- to bear all this people, for it is too heavy for me; and if thus Thou art doing to me -- slay me, I pray Thee; slay, if I have found grace in thine eyes, and let me not look on mine affliction.'

And Moses turneth back unto Jehovah, and saith, 'Lord, why hast Thou done evil to this people? why is this? -- Thou hast sent me! and since I have come unto Pharaoh, to speak in Thy name, he hath done evil to this people, and Thou hast not at all delivered Thy people.'

And Moses crieth to Jehovah, saying, 'What do I to this people? yet a little, and they have stoned me.'

and he himself hath gone into the wilderness a day's Journey, and cometh and sitteth under a certain retem-tree, and desireth his soul to die, and saith, 'Enough, now, O Jehovah, take my soul, for I am not better than my fathers.'

And he saith, 'I have been very zealous for Jehovah, God of Hosts, for the sons of Israel have forsaken Thy covenant -- Thine altars they have thrown down, and Thy prophets they have slain by the sword, and I am left, I, by myself, and they seek my life -- to take it.'

Woe to me, my mother, For thou hast borne me a man of strife, And a man of contention to all the land, I have not lent on usury, Nor have they lent on usury to me -- All of them are reviling me.

Why hath my pain been perpetual? And my wound incurable? It hath refused to be healed, Thou art surely to me as a failing stream, Waters not stedfast.

Thou hast persuaded me, O Jehovah, and I am persuaded; Thou hast hardened me, and dost prevail, I have been for a laughter all the day, Every one is mocking at me, Because from the time I speak I cry out, 'Violence and destruction,' I cry, For the word of Jehovah hath been to me For reproach and for derision all the day. And I said, 'I do not mention Him, Nor do I speak any more in His name,' And it hath been in my heart As a burning fire shut up in my bones, And I have been weary of containing, And I am not able.read more.
For I have heard the evil report of many, Fear is round about: 'Declare, and we declare it,' All mine allies are watching for my halting, 'Perhaps he is enticed, and we prevail over him, And we take our vengeance out of him.'

'Thou hast said, Woe to me, now, for Jehovah hath added sorrow to my pain, I have been wearied with my sighing, and rest I have not found.

And it is grievous unto Jonah -- a great evil -- and he is displeased at it; and he prayeth unto Jehovah, and he saith, 'I pray Thee, O Jehovah, is not this my word while I was in mine own land -- therefore I was beforehand to flee to Tarshish -- that I have known that Thou art a God, gracious and merciful, slow to anger, and abundant in kindness, and repenting of evil? And now, O Jehovah, take, I pray Thee, my soul from me, for better is my death than my life.'read more.
And Jehovah saith, 'Is doing good displeasing to thee?' And Jonah goeth forth from the city, and sitteth on the east of the city, and maketh to himself there a booth, and sitteth under it in the shade, till that he seeth what is in the city.

By rivers of Babylon -- There we did sit, Yea, we wept when we remembered Zion. On willows in its midst we hung our harps. For there our captors asked us the words of a song, And our spoilers -- joy: 'Sing ye to us of a song of Zion.'read more.
How do we sing the song of Jehovah, On the land of a stranger? If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, my right hand forgetteth! My tongue doth cleave to my palate, If I do not remember thee, If I do not exalt Jerusalem above my chief joy. Remember, Jehovah, for the sons of Edom, The day of Jerusalem, Those saying, 'Rase, rase to its foundation!' O daughter of Babylon, O destroyed one, O the happiness of him who repayeth to thee thy deed, That thou hast done to us. O the happiness of him who doth seize, And hath dashed thy sucklings on the rock!

I am the man who hath seen affliction By the rod of His wrath. Me He hath led, and causeth to go in darkness, and without light. Surely against me He turneth back, He turneth His hand all the day.read more.
He hath worn out my flesh and my skin. He hath broken my bones. He hath built up against me, And setteth round poverty and weariness. In dark places He hath caused me to dwell, As the dead of old. He hath hedged me about, and I go not out, He hath made heavy my fetter. Also when I call and cry out, He hath shut out my prayer. He hath hedged my ways with hewn work, My paths He hath made crooked. A bear lying in wait He is to me, A lion in secret hiding-places. My ways He is turning aside, and He pulleth me in pieces, He hath made me a desolation. He hath trodden His bow, And setteth me up as a mark for an arrow. He hath caused to enter into my reins The sons of His quiver. I have been a derision to all my people, Their song all the day. He hath filled me with bitter things, He hath filled me with wormwood. And He breaketh with gravel my teeth, He hath covered me with ashes. And Thou castest off from peace my soul, I have forgotten prosperity. And I say, Perished hath my strength and my hope from Jehovah.

and weep over her, and smite themselves for her, shall the kings of the earth, who with her did commit whoredom and did revel, when they may see the smoke of her burning, from afar having stood because of the fear of her torment, saying, Woe, woe, the great city! Babylon, the strong city! because in one hour did come thy judgment. 'And the merchants of the earth shall weep and sorrow over her, because their lading no one doth buy any more;read more.
lading of gold, and silver, and precious stone, and pearl, and fine linen, and purple, and silk, and scarlet, and all thyine wood, and every vessel of ivory, and every vessel of most precious wood, and brass, and iron, and marble, and cinnamon, and odours, and ointment, and frankincense, and wine, and oil, and fine flour, and wheat, and cattle, and sheep, and of horses, and of chariots, and of bodies and souls of men. And the fruits of the desire of thy soul did go away from thee, and all things -- the dainty and the bright -- did go away from thee, and no more at all mayest thou find them. The merchants of these things, who were made rich by her, far off shall stand because of the fear of her torment, weeping, and sorrowing, and saying, Woe, woe, the great city, that was arrayed with fine linen, and purple, and scarlet, and gilded in gold, and precious stone, and pearls -- because in one hour so much riches were made waste! 'And every shipmaster, and all the company upon the ships, and sailors, and as many as work the sea, far off stood, and were crying, seeing the smoke of her burning, saying, What city is like to the great city? and they did cast dust upon their heads, and were crying out, weeping and sorrowing, saying, Woe, woe, the great city! in which were made rich all having ships in the sea, out of her costliness -- for in one hour was she made waste.

Pity me, pity me, ye my friends, For the hand of God hath stricken against me.

and many times also it cast him into fire, and into water, that it might destroy him; but if thou art able to do anything, help us, having compassion on us.'

and they lifted up the voice, saying, 'Jesus, master, deal kindly with us;'

What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? And what! art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him, The salvation of my countenance, and my God!

And I think to know this, Perverseness it is in mine eyes, Till I come in to the sanctuaries of God, I attend to their latter end.

A Psalm of David, in his fleeing from the face of Absalom his son. Jehovah, how have my distresses multiplied! Many are rising up against me. Many are saying of my soul, 'There is no salvation for him in God.' Selah. And Thou, O Jehovah, art a shield for me, My honour, and lifter up of my head.read more.
My voice is unto Jehovah: I call: And He answereth me from his holy hill, Selah.

To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David. Till when, O Jehovah, Dost Thou forget me? -- for ever? Till when dost Thou hide Thy face from me? Till when do I set counsels in my soul? Sorrow in my heart daily? Till when is mine enemy exalted over me? Look attentively; Answer me, O Jehovah, my God, Enlighten mine eyes, lest I sleep in death,read more.
Lest mine enemy say, 'I overcame him,' Mine adversaries joy when I am moved. And I, in Thy kindness I have trusted, Rejoice doth my heart in Thy salvation. I do sing to Jehovah, For He hath conferred benefits upon me!

By David. Do not fret because of evil doers, Be not envious against doers of iniquity, For as grass speedily they are cut off, And as the greenness of the tender grass do fade. Trust in Jehovah, and do good, Dwell in the land, and enjoy faithfulness,read more.
And delight thyself on Jehovah, And He giveth to thee the petitions of thy heart. Roll on Jehovah thy way, And trust upon Him, and He worketh, And hath brought out as light thy righteousness, And thy judgment as noon-day. Be silent for Jehovah, and stay thyself for Him, Do not fret because of him Who is making prosperous his way, Because of a man doing wicked devices.

And I am continually with Thee, Thou hast laid hold on my right hand. With Thy counsel Thou dost lead me, And after honour dost receive me. Whom have I in the heavens? And with Thee none I have desired in earth.read more.
Consumed hath been my flesh and my heart, The rock of my heart and my portion is God to the age. For, lo, those far from Thee do perish, Thou hast cut off every one, Who is going a whoring from Thee. And I -- nearness of God to me is good, I have placed in the Lord Jehovah my refuge, To recount all Thy works!

Our fathers in Egypt, Have not considered wisely Thy wonders, They have not remembered The abundance of Thy kind acts, And provoke by the sea, at the sea of Suph.

Remember my affliction and my mourning, Wormwood and gall! Remember well, and bow down doth my soul in me. This I turn to my heart -- therefore I hope.read more.
The kindnesses of Jehovah! For we have not been consumed, For not ended have His mercies. New every morning, abundant is thy faithfulness. My portion is Jehovah, hath my soul said, Therefore I hope for Him. Good is Jehovah to those waiting for Him, To the soul that seeketh Him. Good! when one doth stay and stand still For the salvation of Jehovah.

because, as the sufferings of the Christ do abound to us, so through the Christ doth abound also our comfort;

in nothing giving any cause of offence, that the ministration may be not blamed, but in everything recommending ourselves as God's ministrants; in much patience, in tribulations, in necessities, in distresses, in stripes, in imprisonments, in insurrections, in labours, in watchings, in fastings,read more.
in pureness, in knowledge, in long-suffering, in kindness, in the Holy Spirit, in love unfeigned, in the word of truth, in the power of God, through the armour of the righteousness, on the right and on the left, through glory and dishonour, through evil report and good report, as leading astray, and true; as unknown, and recognized; as dying, and lo, we live; as chastened, and not put to death; as sorrowful, and always rejoicing; as poor, and making many rich; as having nothing, and possessing all things.

All joy count it, my brethren, when ye may fall into temptations manifold; knowing that the proof of your faith doth work endurance,

but, according as ye have fellowship with the sufferings of the Christ, rejoice ye, that also in the revelation of his glory ye may rejoice -- exulting;