O Lord, all my longing is before you; my sighing is not hidden from you.
O Lord, you hear the desire of the afflicted; you will strengthen their heart; you will incline your ear
I am weary with my moaning; every night I flood my bed with tears; I drench my couch with my weeping.
For in this tent we groan, longing to put on our heavenly dwelling,
Nathanael said to him, “How do you know me?” Jesus answered him, “Before Philip called you, when you were under the fig tree, I saw you.”
Because of my loud groaning my bones cling to my flesh.
Likewise the Spirit helps us in our weakness. For we do not know what to pray for as we ought, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words. And he who searches hearts knows what is the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for the saints according to the will of God.
For we know that the whole creation has been groaning together in the pains of childbirth until now. And not only the creation, but we ourselves, who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for adoption as sons, the redemption of our bodies.
to hear the groans of the prisoners, to set free those who were doomed to die,
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