Job 23:2

Even today is my complaint bitter; my stroke is heavier than my groaning.

My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint on my self; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

Oh that my grief were but weighed, and my ruin laid in the balances together!

Therefore I will not hold my mouth; I will speak in the trouble of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.

and would tell you the secrets of His wisdom, that sound wisdom is manifold? Know therefore that God forgets for you some of your iniquity.

For by day and by night Your hand was heavy on me; my sap is turned into the droughts of summer. Selah.

In the day of my trouble I sought Jehovah; my hand was poured in the night, and ceased not; my soul refused to be comforted.

Remember my affliction and my wandering, as wormwood and bitterness.

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Even to day is my complaint bitter: my stroke is heavier than my groaning.

Oh that my grief were but weighed, and my ruin laid in the balances together!

My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint on my self; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

Remember my affliction and my wandering, as wormwood and bitterness.

In the day of my trouble I sought Jehovah; my hand was poured in the night, and ceased not; my soul refused to be comforted.

and would tell you the secrets of His wisdom, that sound wisdom is manifold? Know therefore that God forgets for you some of your iniquity.