Bible Verses About Weary

I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.

But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.

But ye, brethren, be not weary in well doing.

For this cause many are weak and sickly among you, and many sleep.

To whom he said, This is the rest wherewith ye may cause the weary to rest; and this is the refreshing: yet they would not hear.

My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.

For consider him that endured such contradiction of sinners against himself, lest ye be wearied and faint in your minds.

I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.

For I have satiated the weary soul, and I have replenished every sorrowful soul.

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

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

My soul melteth for heaviness: strengthen thou me according unto thy word.

Thou art wearied in the greatness of thy way; yet saidst thou not, There is no hope: thou hast found the life of thine hand; therefore thou wast not grieved.

Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall:

Therefore I went about to cause my heart to despair of all the labour which I took under the sun.

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

But thou hast not called upon me, O Jacob; but thou hast been weary of me, O Israel.

For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.

And it shall come to pass in the day that the Lord shall give thee rest from thy sorrow, and from thy fear, and from the hard bondage wherein thou wast made to serve,

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.

So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.

Wherefore comfort one another with these words.

Thou hast forsaken me, saith the Lord, thou art gone backward: therefore will I stretch out my hand against thee, and destroy thee; I am weary with repenting.

Then I said, I have laboured in vain, I have spent my strength for nought, and in vain: yet surely my judgment is with the Lord, and my work with my God.

And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not.

For they all made us afraid, saying, Their hands shall be weakened from the work, that it be not done. Now therefore, O God, strengthen my hands.

There remaineth therefore a rest to the people of God.

For what hath man of all his labour, and of the vexation of his heart, wherein he hath laboured under the sun?

Saying, These last have wrought but one hour, and thou hast made them equal unto us, which have borne the burden and heat of the day.

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

For I will not contend for ever, neither will I be always wroth: for the spirit should fail before me, and the souls which I have made.

For this our heart is faint; for these things our eyes are dim.

And he said, My presence shall go with thee, and I will give thee rest.

Cast thy burden upon the Lord, and he shall sustain thee: he shall never suffer the righteous to be moved.

For we would not, brethren, have you ignorant of our trouble which came to us in Asia, that we were pressed out of measure, above strength, insomuch that we despaired even of life:

The spirit of a man will sustain his infirmity; but a wounded spirit who can bear?

Thou wilt surely wear away, both thou, and this people that is with thee: for this thing is too heavy for thee; thou art not able to perform it thyself alone.

As for me, is my complaint to man? and if it were so, why should not my spirit be troubled?

Have mercy upon me, O Lord; for I am weak: O Lord, heal me; for my bones are vexed.