Why is light given to the miserable, and life to the bitter of soul,
Why did I come out of the womb to see only trouble and sorrow, and to end my days in shame?
so that I would prefer strangling and death over my life in this body.
In her bitter distress, Hannah prayed to the LORD and wept with many tears.
Give strong drink to one who is perishing, and wine to the bitter in soul.
Or why was I not hidden like a stillborn child, like an infant who never sees daylight?
that God would be willing to crush me, to unleash His hand and cut me off!
When she reached the man of God at the mountain, she clung to his feet. Gehazi came over to push her away, but the man o
to bring back his soul from the Pit, that he may be enlightened with the light of life.
He redeemed my soul from going down to the Pit, and I will live to see the light.’