Quotes About Grief

Why then did You bring me from the womb? Oh, that I had died, and no eye had seen me!

If only I had never come to be, but had been carried from the womb to the grave.

He feels only the pain of his own body and mourns only for himself.”

Surely He has now exhausted me; You have devastated all my family.

I have sewn sackcloth over my skin; I have buried my horn in the dust.

My face is red with weeping, and deep shadows ring my eyes;

“My spirit is broken; my days are extinguished; the grave awaits me.

My eyes have grown dim with grief, and my whole body is but a shadow.

He has stripped me of my honor and removed the crown from my head.

He has removed my brothers from me; my acquaintances have abandoned me.

My kinsmen have failed me, and my friends have forgotten me.

They were snatched away before their time, and their foundations were swept away by a flood.

His survivors will be buried by the plague, and their widows will not weep for them.

The dying man blessed me, and I made the widowís heart sing for joy.

And now my soul is poured out within me; days of affliction grip me.

Have I not wept for those in trouble? Has my soul not grieved for the needy?

My harp is tuned to mourning and my flute to the sound of weeping.

I am weary from groaning; all night I flood my bed with weeping and drench my couch with tears.

My eyes fail from grief; they grow dim because of all my foes.

But You have regarded trouble and grief; You see to repay it by Your hand. The victim entrusts himself to You; You are the helper of the fatherless.

You turned my mourning into dancing; You peeled off my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,

For my life is consumed with grief and my years with groaning; my iniquity has drained my strength, and my bones are wasting away.

The LORD is near to the brokenhearted; He saves the contrite in spirit.

They repay me evil for good, to the bereavement of my soul.