Psalm 38:8

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I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.

([Psalm of David]) My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far away from my deliverance, so far away from the words of my moaning?

When I kept silent about my sins, my body wasted away and I groaned all day long.

Sighing comes to me instead of food. My groans pour out like water.

I go about mourning without comfort. I stand up in the assembly and cry out for help.

We all growl like bears. We coo like doves. We hope for justice, but there is none. We hope for salvation, but it is far from us.