Psalm 38:6

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I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.

I am weary with my moaning; every night I flood my bed with tears; I drench my couch with my weeping.

For my life is spent with sorrow, and my years with sighing; my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones waste away.

I say to God, my rock: "Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?"

For you are the God in whom I take refuge; why have you rejected me? Why do I go about mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

my eye grows dim through sorrow. Every day I call upon you, O LORD; I spread out my hands to you.

I go about darkened, but not by the sun; I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.

Like a swallow or a crane I chirp; I moan like a dove. My eyes are weary with looking upward. O Lord, I am oppressed; be my pledge of safety!

I go about darkened, but not by the sun; I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.