Job 3:24

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For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.

For how long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone until I swallow down my spittle?

Thou dost feed them with the bread of tears and give them tears to drink in great measure.

For I have eaten ashes like bread and mingled my drink with weeping,

My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so far from helping me and from the words of my cry?

When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.

I am feeble and sore broken; I roar by reason of the disquietness of my heart.

We all roar like bears and mourn sore like doves: we look for judgment, but there is none; for saving health, but it has withdrawn from us.

Gimel Even when I cried and shouted, he shut out my prayer.

Son of man, eat thy bread with quaking and drink thy water with trembling and with anxiety