Job 30:17

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• Psalm 6:2-6
  ² Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed. ³ My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long? ⁴ Return, O LORD, deliver my soul: oh save me for thy mercies’ sake. ⁵ For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks?² Be merciful to me, O LORD, for I am frail; heal me, O LORD, for my bones are in agony. ³ My soul is deeply distressed. How long, O LORD, how long? ⁴ Turn, O LORD, and deliver my soul; save me because of Your loving devotion. ⁵ For there is no mention of You in death; who can praise You from Sheol?
• Job 7:4
  When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day.When I lie down I think: ‘When will I get up?’ But the night drags on, and I toss and turn until dawn.
• Psalm 22:2
  O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent.I cry out by day, O my God, but You do not answer, and by night, but I have no rest.
• Job 33:19-21
  ¹⁹ He is chastened also with pain upon his bed, and the multitude of his bones with strong pain: ²⁰ So that his life abhorreth bread, and his soul dainty meat. ²¹ His flesh is consumed away, that it cannot be seen; and his bones that were not seen stick out.¹⁹ A man is also chastened on his bed with pain and constant distress in his bones, ²⁰ so that he detests his bread, and his soul loathes his favorite food. ²¹ His flesh wastes away from sight, and his hidden bones protrude.
• Isaiah 38:13
  I reckoned till morning, that, as a lion, so will he break all my bones: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.I composed myself until the morning. Like a lion He breaks all my bones; from day until night You make an end of me.
• Psalm 38:2-8
  ² For thine arrows stick fast in me, and thy hand presseth me sore. ³ There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin. ⁴ For mine iniquities are gone over mine head: as an heavy burden they are too heavy for me. ⁵ My wounds stink and are corrupt because of my foolishness.² For Your arrows have pierced me deeply, and Your hand has pressed down on me. ³ There is no soundness in my body because of Your anger; there is no rest in my bones because of my sin. ⁴ For my iniquities have overwhelmed me; they are a burden too heavy to bear. ⁵ My wounds are foul and festering because of my sinful folly.

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