Quotes About Despair

When the scourge brings sudden death, He mocks the despair of the innocent.

I would still dread all my sufferings; I know that You will not acquit me.

Since I am already found guilty, why should I labor in vain?

then You would plunge me into the pit, and even my own clothes would despise me.

“I loathe my own life; I will express my complaint and speak in the bitterness of my soul.

Does it please You to oppress me, to reject the work of Your hands and favor the schemes of the wicked?

If I am guilty, woe to me! And even if I am righteous, I cannot lift my head. I am full of shame and aware of my affliction.

Should I hold my head high, You would hunt me like a lion, and again display Your power against me.

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.

before I go—never to return—to a land of darkness and gloom,

to a land of utter darkness, of deep shadow and disorder, where even the light is like darkness.”

But the eyes of the wicked will fail, and escape will elude them; they will hope for their last breath.”

They grope in the darkness without light; He makes them stagger like drunkards.

Why do You hide Your face and consider me as Your enemy?

If only You would hide me in Sheol and conceal me until Your anger has passed! If only You would appoint a time for me and then remember me!

He despairs of his return from darkness; he is marked for the sword.

He wanders about as food for vultures; he knows the day of darkness is at hand.

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

I was at ease, but He shattered me; He seized me by the neck and crushed me. He has set me up as His target;

His archers surround me. He pierces my kidneys without mercy and spills my gall on the ground.

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.