The King James Version Bible

Psalms 38:8

I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.

Cross References

  1. For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.
  2. When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.
  3. I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.
  4. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring? O my God, I cry in the day time, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent.
  5. We roar all like bears, and mourn sore like doves: we look for judgment, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far off from us.