Bible Verses About Sorrow

Be afflicted, and mourn, and weep: let your laughter be turned to mourning, and your joy to heaviness.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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

But his flesh upon him shall have pain, and his soul within him shall mourn.

The sorrows of death compassed me, and the pains of hell gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.

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

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

Why criest thou for thine affliction? thy sorrow is incurable for the multitude of thine iniquity: because thy sins were increased, I have done these things unto thee.

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.

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

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

My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O Lord, how long?

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.

He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.

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

And ye now therefore have sorrow: but I will see you again, and your heart shall rejoice, and your joy no man taketh from you.

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

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

Therefore are my loins filled with pain: pangs have taken hold upon me, as the pangs of a woman that travaileth: I was bowed down at the hearing of it; I was dismayed at the seeing of it.

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

These two things are come unto thee; who shall be sorry for thee? desolation, and destruction, and the famine, and the sword: by whom shall I comfort thee?

But though he cause grief, yet will he have compassion according to the multitude of his mercies.

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

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

My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me.

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

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

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.

Thou feedest them with the bread of tears; and givest them tears to drink in great measure.

And ye returned and wept before the Lord; but the Lord would not hearken to your voice, nor give ear unto you.