Apr 01, 2004 01:04
Men hath broken my heart; and i am full of heaviness: and i looked for some to take pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but i found none.
i sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: i am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.
i am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while i wait.
the humble shall see this: when i thought to know this, it was too painful for me;