3748 verses about Suffering

Therefore he consumed their days in vanity, and their years in terror.

When he killed them, then they inquired after him. They returned and sought God earnestly.

How often they rebelled against him in the wilderness, and grieved him in the desert!

He gave also their increase to the caterpillar, and their labor to the locust.

He gave over their livestock also to the hail, and their flocks to hot thunderbolts.

and delivered his strength into captivity, his glory into the adversary’s hand.

He also gave his people over to the sword, and was angry with his inheritance.

Fire devoured their young men. Their virgins had no wedding song.

Their priests fell by the sword, and their widows couldn’t weep.

God, the nations have come into your inheritance. They have defiled your holy temple. They have laid Jerusalem in heaps.

They have given the dead bodies of your servants to be food for the birds of the sky, the flesh of your saints to the animals of the earth.

Their blood they have shed like water around Jerusalem. There was no one to bury them.

We have become a reproach to our neighbors, a scoffing and derision to those who are around us.

For they have devoured Jacob, and destroyed his homeland.

Don’t hold the iniquities of our forefathers against us. Let your tender mercies speedily meet us, for we are in desperate need.

Why should the nations say, “Where is their God?” Let it be known among the nations, before our eyes, that vengeance for your servants’ blood is being poured out.

Let the sighing of the prisoner come before you. According to the greatness of your power, preserve those who are sentenced to death.

Yahweh God of Armies, How long will you be angry against the prayer of your people?

You have fed them with the bread of tears, and given them tears to drink in large measure.

You make us a source of contention to our neighbors. Our enemies laugh among themselves.

Why have you broken down its walls, so that all those who pass by the way pluck it?

The boar out of the wood ravages it. The wild animals of the field feed on it.

It’s burned with fire. It’s cut down. They perish at your rebuke.

God, don’t keep silent. Don’t keep silent, and don’t be still, God.

Passing through the valley of Weeping, they make it a place of springs. Yes, the autumn rain covers it with blessings.

In the day of my trouble I will call on you, for you will answer me.

God, the proud have risen up against me. A company of violent men have sought after my soul, and they don’t hold regard for you before them.

Yahweh, the God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before you.

For my soul is full of troubles. My life draws near to Sheol.

I am counted among those who go down into the pit. I am like a man who has no help,

set apart among the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more. They are cut off from your hand.

You have laid me in the lowest pit, in the darkest depths.

Your wrath lies heavily on me. You have afflicted me with all your waves. Selah.

You have taken my friends from me. You have made me an abomination to them. I am confined, and I can’t escape.

My eyes are dim from grief. I have called on you daily, Yahweh. I have spread out my hands to you.

Is your loving kindness declared in the grave? Or your faithfulness in Destruction?

Are your wonders made known in the dark? Or your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?

Yahweh, why do you reject my soul? Why do you hide your face from me?

I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up. While I suffer your terrors, I am distracted.

Your fierce wrath has gone over me. Your terrors have cut me off.

They came around me like water all day long. They completely engulfed me.

You have put lover and friend far from me, and my friends into darkness.

But you have rejected and spurned. You have been angry with your anointed.

You have renounced the covenant of your servant. You have defiled his crown in the dust.

You have broken down all his hedges. You have brought his strongholds to ruin.

All who pass by the way rob him. He has become a reproach to his neighbors.

You have exalted the right hand of his adversaries. You have made all of his enemies rejoice.

You have ended his splendor, and thrown his throne down to the ground.

You have shortened the days of his youth. You have covered him with shame. Selah.

How long, Yahweh? Will you hide yourself forever? Will your wrath burn like fire?

Remember how short my time is! For what vanity have you created all the children of men!

Lord, where are your former loving kindnesses, which you swore to David in your faithfulness?

Remember, Lord, the reproach of your servants, how I bear in my heart the taunts of all the mighty peoples,

With which your enemies have mocked, Yahweh, with which they have mocked the footsteps of your anointed one.

You sweep them away as they sleep. In the morning they sprout like new grass.

In the morning it sprouts and springs up. By evening, it is withered and dry.

For we are consumed in your anger. We are troubled in your wrath.

For all our days have passed away in your wrath. We bring our years to an end as a sigh.

The days of our years are seventy, or even by reason of strength eighty years; yet their pride is but labor and sorrow, for it passes quickly, and we fly away.

Relent, Yahweh! How long? Have compassion on your servants!

Make us glad for as many days as you have afflicted us, for as many years as we have seen evil.

He will call on me, and I will answer him. I will be with him in trouble. I will deliver him, and honor him.

Yahweh, how long will the wicked, how long will the wicked triumph?

They break your people in pieces, Yahweh, and afflict your heritage.

They kill the widow and the alien, and murder the fatherless.

that you may give him rest from the days of adversity, until the pit is dug for the wicked.

They gather themselves together against the soul of the righteous, and condemn the innocent blood.

Forty long years I was grieved with that generation, and said, “It is a people that errs in their heart. They have not known my ways.”

Don’t hide your face from me in the day of my distress. Turn your ear to me. Answer me quickly in the day when I call.

For my days consume away like smoke. My bones are burned as a torch.

My heart is blighted like grass, and withered, for I forget to eat my bread.

By reason of the voice of my groaning, my bones stick to my skin.

I am like a pelican of the wilderness. I have become as an owl of the waste places.

I watch, and have become like a sparrow that is alone on the housetop.

My enemies reproach me all day. Those who are mad at me use my name as a curse.

For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mixed my drink with tears,

Because of your indignation and your wrath, for you have taken me up, and thrown me away.

My days are like a long shadow. I have withered like grass.

You will arise and have mercy on Zion; for it is time to have pity on her. Yes, the set time has come.

For your servants take pleasure in her stones, and have pity on her dust.

to hear the groans of the prisoner; to free those who are condemned to death;

He weakened my strength along the course. He shortened my days.

I said, “My God, don’t take me away in the middle of my days. Your years are throughout all generations.

He sent a man before them. Joseph was sold for a slave.

They bruised his feet with shackles. His neck was locked in irons,

They angered him also at the waters of Meribah, so that Moses was troubled for their sakes;

He gave them into the hand of the nations. Those who hated them ruled over them.

Their enemies also oppressed them. They were brought into subjection under their hand.

He rescued them many times, but they were rebellious in their counsel, and were brought low in their iniquity.

Nevertheless he regarded their distress, when he heard their cry.

He made them also to be pitied by all those who carried them captive.

They wandered in the wilderness in a desert way. They found no city to live in.

Hungry and thirsty, their soul fainted in them.

Then they cried to Yahweh in their trouble, and he delivered them out of their distresses,

Some sat in darkness and in the shadow of death, being bound in affliction and iron,

Therefore he brought down their heart with labor. They fell down, and there was no one to help.

Then they cried to Yahweh in their trouble, and he saved them out of their distresses.

Fools are afflicted because of their disobedience, and because of their iniquities.

Their soul abhors all kinds of food. They draw near to the gates of death.

Then they cry to Yahweh in their trouble, he saves them out of their distresses.