My sorrow is above sorrow, my heart mourneth within me.

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Jeremiah 6:24 We have heard the fame thereof, our hands grow feeble: anguish hath taken hold of us, as a woman in labour.

Jeremiah 10:19-22 Woe is me for my destruction, my wound is very grievous. But I said: Truly this is my own evil, and I will bear it. . . .

Job 7:13,14 If I say: My bed shall comfort me, and I shall be relieved, speaking with myself on my couch: . . .

Isaiah 22:4 Therefore have I said: Depart from me, I will weep bitterly: labour not to comfort me, for the devastation of the daughter of my people.

Lamentations 1:16,17 Ain. Therefore do I weep, and my eyes run down with water: because the comforter, the relief of my soul, is far from me: my children are desolate because the enemy hath prevailed. . . .

Daniel 10:16,17 And behold as it were the likeness of a son of man touched my lips: then I opened my mouth and spoke, and said to him that stood before me: O my lord, at the sight of thee my joints are loosed, and no strength hath remained in me. . . .

Habakkuk 3:16 I have heard and my bowels were troubled: my lips trembled at the voice. Let rottenness enter into my bones, and swarm under me. That I may rest in the day of tribulation: that I may go up to our people that are girded.

in Heb.