Bible Verses About Sadness

For godly sorrow worketh repentance to salvation not to be repented of: but the sorrow of the world worketh death.

Thou didst say, Woe is me now! for the Lord hath added grief to my sorrow; I fainted in my sighing, and I find no rest.

Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: and I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.

For these things I weep; mine eye, mine eye runneth down with water, because the comforter that should relieve my soul is far from me: my children are desolate, because the enemy prevailed.

I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.

Is it nothing to you, all ye that pass by? behold, and see if there be any sorrow like unto my sorrow, which is done unto me, wherewith the Lord hath afflicted me in the day of his fierce anger.

Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted.

But because I have said these things unto you, sorrow hath filled your heart.

Have mercy upon me, O Lord, for I am in trouble: mine eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my belly.

Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.

Then David and the people that were with him lifted up their voice and wept, until they had no more power to weep.

The Lord is nigh unto them that are of a broken heart; and saveth such as be of a contrite spirit.

Sorrow is better than laughter: for by the sadness of the countenance the heart is made better.

For I am ready to halt, and my sorrow is continually before me.

And she was in bitterness of soul, and prayed unto the Lord, and wept sore.

There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.

Then saith he unto them, My soul is exceeding sorrowful, even unto death: tarry ye here, and watch with me.

Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.

Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was not my soul grieved for the poor?

Sigh therefore, thou son of man, with the breaking of thy loins; and with bitterness sigh before their eyes.

For innumerable evils have compassed me about: mine iniquities have taken hold upon me, so that I am not able to look up; they are more than the hairs of mine head: therefore my heart faileth me.

And David lamented with this lamentation over Saul and over Jonathan his son:

Behold, O Lord; for I am in distress: my bowels are troubled; mine heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: abroad the sword bereaveth, at home there is as death.

And saith unto them, My soul is exceeding sorrowful unto death: tarry ye here, and watch.

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.

Wherefore the king said unto me, Why is thy countenance sad, seeing thou art not sick? this is nothing else but sorrow of heart. Then I was very sore afraid,

I Daniel was grieved in my spirit in the midst of my body, and the visions of my head troubled me.

But if ye will not hear it, my soul shall weep in secret places for your pride; and mine eye shall weep sore, and run down with tears, because the Lord’s flock is carried away captive.

My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.

And thou hast removed my soul far off from peace: I forgat prosperity.

Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it.

How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart daily? how long shall mine enemy be exalted over me?

I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.

Verily, verily, I say unto you, That ye shall weep and lament, but the world shall rejoice: and ye shall be sorrowful, but your sorrow shall be turned into joy.

And I said, My strength and my hope is perished from the Lord:

My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.

In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran in the night, and ceased not: my soul refused to be comforted.

For we are consumed by thine anger, and by thy wrath are we troubled.

And Peter went out, and wept bitterly.

Behold, my servants shall sing for joy of heart, but ye shall cry for sorrow of heart, and shall howl for vexation of spirit.