7But now my sorrow hath oppressed me, and all my limbs are brought to nothing.
7But now my sorrow hath oppressed me, and all my limbs are brought to nothing.
4 I also could speak like you: and would God your soul were for my soul. I would comfort you also with words, and would wag my head over you.
5 I would strengthen you with my mouth, and would move my lips, as sparing you.
6 But what shall I do? If I speak, my pain will not rest: and if I hold my peace, it will not depart from me.
7 But now my sorrow hath oppressed me, and all my limbs are brought to nothing.
8 My wrinkles bear witness against me, and a false speaker riseth up against my face, contradicting me.
9 He hath gathered together his fury against me, and threatening me he hath gnashed with his teeth upon me: my enemy hath beheld me with terrible eyes.
16:7But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.
16:7Surely, O God, you have worn me out; you have devastated my entire household.
16:7But now he hath made me weary: Thou hast made desolate all my company.
16:7But now he hath made me weary; ... thou hast made desolate all my family;
16:7But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.
16:7But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.
16:7But now, God, you have surely worn me out. You have made desolate all my company.
16:7Only, now, it hath wearied me; Thou hast desolated all my company,
16:7But now he has made me weary: you have made desolate all my company.