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Bible Verses About Afflictions and Adversities: Despondency in
Verses on Despondency in
But now it is come unto thee, and thou faintest; It toucheth thee, and thou art troubled.
If I had called, and he had answered me, Yet would I not believe that he hearkened unto my voice.
For he breaketh me with a tempest, And multiplieth my wounds without cause.
He will not suffer me to take my breath, But filleth me with bitterness.
Ifwe speakof strength, lo, he ismighty! And if of justice, Who, saith he, will summon me?
Though I be righteous, mine own mouth shall condemn me: Though I be perfect, it shall prove me perverse.
I am perfect; I regard not myself; I despise my life.
It is all one; therefore I say, He destroyeth the perfect and the wicked.
If the scourge slay suddenly, He will mock at the trial of the innocent.
The earth is given into the hand of the wicked; He covereth the faces of the judges thereof: Ifit benothe, who then is it?
Now my days are swifter than a post: They flee away, they see no good.
They are passed away as the swift ships; As the eagle that swoopeth on the prey.
If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will put off my sad countenance, and be of good cheer;
I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent.
I shall be condemned; Why then do I labor in vain?
If I wash myself with snow water, And make my hands never so clean;
Yet wilt thou plunge me in the ditch, And mine own clothes shall abhor me.
For he is not a man, as I am, that I should answer him, That we should come together in judgment.
There is no umpire betwixt us, That might lay his hand upon us both.
Let him take his rod away from me, And let not his terror make me afraid:
Then would I speak, and not fear him; For I am not so in myself.
My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? Why art thou sofar from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?
O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou answerest not; And in the night season, and am not silent.
If thou faint in the day of adversity, Thy strength is small.
Wherefore doth a living man complain, a man for the punishment of his sins?