Job 9:27

Though I say, 'I forget my talking, I forsake my corner, and I brighten up!'

When I said, 'My bed doth comfort me,' He taketh away in my talking my couch.

Also I -- I withhold not my mouth -- I speak in the distress of my spirit, I talk in the bitterness of my soul.

In a day of my distress the Lord I sought, My hand by night hath been spread out, And it doth not cease, My soul hath refused to be comforted.

My refreshing for me is sorrow, For me my heart is sick.

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If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will leave off my heaviness, and comfort myself:

When I said, 'My bed doth comfort me,' He taketh away in my talking my couch.

In a day of my distress the Lord I sought, My hand by night hath been spread out, And it doth not cease, My soul hath refused to be comforted.

My refreshing for me is sorrow, For me my heart is sick.