Psalms 6:7

“If you set your heart aright, stretch out your hands toward him.

Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am in distress. My eye, my soul, and my body waste away with grief.

Why should you be beaten more, that you revolt more and more? The whole head is sick, and the whole heart faint.

His archers surround me. He splits my kidneys apart, and does not spare. He pours out my bile on the ground.

My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.

My heart is troubled, and doesn’t rest. Days of affliction have come on me.

My heart throbs. My strength fails me. As for the light of my eyes, it has also left me.

Be merciful to me, Lord, for I call to you all day long.

I spread out my hands to you. My soul thirsts for you, like a parched land.

“For these things I weep. My eye, my eye runs down with water, because the comforter who should refresh my soul is far from me. My children are desolate, because the enemy has prevailed.”

“Look, Yahweh; for I am in distress. My heart is troubled. My heart turns over within me, for I have grievously rebelled. Abroad, the sword bereaves. At home, it is like death.

My eye runs down with streams of water, for the destruction of the daughter of my people.

My face is red with weeping. Deep darkness is on my eyelids.

My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?

I am poured out like water. All my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax. It is melted within me.

I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.

I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail looking for my God.

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

Therefore I said, “Look away from me. I will weep bitterly. Don’t labor to comfort me for the destruction of the daughter of my people.

My anguish, my anguish! I am pained at my very heart! My heart trembles within me. I can’t hold my peace, because you have heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.

Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! My heart is faint within me.

Oh that my head were waters, and my eyes a spring of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people!

My eyes fail with tears. My heart is troubled. My liver is poured on the earth, because of the destruction of the daughter of my people, because the young children and the infants swoon in the streets of the city.

For this our heart is faint. For these things our eyes are dim.

You will grope at noonday, as the blind gropes in darkness, and you shall not prosper in your ways. You will only be oppressed and robbed always, and there will be no one to save you.

Your sons and your daughters will be given to another people. Your eyes will look, and fail with longing for them all day long. There will be no power in your hand.

They gathered together to Mizpah, and drew water, and poured it out before Yahweh, and fasted on that day, and said there, “We have sinned against Yahweh.” Samuel judged the children of Israel in Mizpah.

Then David and the people who were with him lifted up their voice and wept until they had no more power to weep.

For my sighing comes before I eat. My groanings are poured out like water.

My friends scoff at me. My eyes pour out tears to God,

I am weary with my groaning. Every night I flood my bed. I drench my couch with my tears.

For my life is spent with sorrow, my years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.

When I kept silence, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.

As the deer pants for the water brooks, so my soul pants after you, God.

My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually ask me, “Where is your God?”

If we have forgotten the name of our God, or spread out our hands to a strange god,

Evening, morning, and at noon, I will cry out in distress. He will hear my voice.

Be merciful to me, God, for man wants to swallow me up. All day long, he attacks and oppresses me.

Princes shall come out of Egypt. Ethiopia shall hurry to stretch out her hands to God.

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

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

My eyes fail for your word. I say, “When will you comfort me?”

My eyes fail looking for your salvation, for your righteous word.

My heart flutters. Horror has frightened me. The twilight that I desired has been turned into trembling for me.

Beat your breasts for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine.

I chattered like a swallow or a crane. I moaned like a dove. My eyes weaken looking upward. Lord, I am oppressed. Be my security.”

Your sons have fainted. They lie at the head of all the streets, like an antelope in a net. They are full of Yahweh’s wrath, the rebuke of your God.

At that time it will be said to this people and to Jerusalem, “A hot wind from the bare heights in the wilderness toward the daughter of my people, not to winnow, nor to cleanse;

Daughter of my people, clothe yourself with sackcloth, and wallow in ashes! Mourn, as for an only son, most bitter lamentation, for the destroyer will suddenly come on us.

I will weep and wail for the mountains, and lament for the pastures of the wilderness, because they are burned up, so that no one passes through; Men can’t hear the voice of the livestock. Both the birds of the sky and the animals have fled. They are gone.

Let them make haste and take up a wailing for us, that our eyes may run down with tears and our eyelids gush out with waters.

The wild donkeys stand on the bare heights. They pant for air like jackals. Their eyes fail, because there is no vegetation.

“You shall say this word to them: “ ‘Let my eyes run down with tears night and day, and let them not cease; for the virgin daughter of my people is broken with a great breach, with a very grievous wound.

“Therefore now Yahweh, the God of Armies, the God of Israel, says: ‘Why do you commit great evil against your own souls, to cut off from yourselves man and woman, infant and nursing child out of the middle of Judah, to leave yourselves no one remaining;

With you I will break in pieces the chariot and him who rides therein. With you I will break in pieces man and woman. With you I will break in pieces the old man and the youth. With you I will break in pieces the young man and the virgin.

She weeps bitterly in the night. Her tears are on her cheeks. Among all her lovers she has no one to comfort her. All her friends have dealt treacherously with her. They have become her enemies.

“From on high has he sent fire into my bones, and it prevails against them. He has spread a net for my feet. He has turned me back. He has made me desolate and I faint all day long.

“Let all their wickedness come before you. Do to them as you have done to me for all my transgressions. For my sighs are many, and my heart is faint.

He has made my flesh and my skin old. He has broken my bones.

No eye pitied you, to do any of these things to you, to have compassion on you; but you were cast out in the open field, because you were abhorred in the day that you were born.

Moreover Yahweh’s word came to me, saying,

It shall be, when they ask you, ‘Why do you sigh?’ that you shall say, ‘Because of the news, for it comes! Every heart will melt, all hands will be feeble, every spirit will faint, and all knees will be weak as water. Behold, it comes, and it shall be done, says the Lord Yahweh.’ ”

For behold, the days are coming in which they will say, ‘Blessed are the barren, the wombs that never bore, and the breasts that never nursed.’

Jesus wept.