Most Relevant Verses
Why has my pain become unending,
my wound incurable,
refusing to be healed?
You truly have become like a mirage to me—
water that is not reliable.
Now my life is poured out before my eyes,
and days of suffering have seized me. Night pierces my bones,
but my gnawing pains never rest.
Be gracious to me, Lord, for I am weak;
heal me,Lord, for my bones are shaking; my whole being is shaken with terror.
And You, Lord—how long?