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For if I cause you pain, who is there to make me glad but the one whom I have pained?
And I wrote as I did, so that when I came I might not suffer pain from those who should have made me rejoice, for I felt sure of all of you, that my joy would be the joy of you all.
For I wrote to you out of much affliction and anguish of heart and with many tears, not to cause you pain but to let you know the abundant love that I have for you.
5 Now if anyone has caused pain, he has caused it not to me, but in some measure — not to put it too severely — to all of you.
and cursed the God of heaven for their pain and sores. They did not repent of their deeds.
He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.”
To the woman he said, “I will surely multiply your pain in childbearing; in pain you shall bring forth children. Your desire shall be contrary to your husband, but he shall rule over you.”
And to Adam he said, “Because you have listened to the voice of your wife and have eaten of the tree of which I commanded you, ‘You shall not eat of it,’ cursed is the ground because of you; in pain you shall eat of it all the days of your life;
And he shall make the woman drink the water of bitterness that brings the curse, and the water that brings the curse shall enter into her and cause bitter pain.
And when he has made her drink the water, then, if she has defiled herself and has broken faith with her husband, the water that brings the curse shall enter into her and cause bitter pain, and her womb shall swell, and her thigh shall fall away, and the woman shall become a curse among her people.
Jabez was more honorable than his brothers; and his mother called his name Jabez, saying, “Because I bore him in pain.”
Jabez called upon the God of Israel, saying, “Oh that you would bless me and enlarge my border, and that your hand might be with me, and that you would keep me from harm so that it might not bring me pain!” And God granted what he asked.
This would be my comfort; I would even exult in pain unsparing, for I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
He feels only the pain of his own body, and he mourns only for himself.”
The wicked man writhes in pain all his days, through all the years that are laid up for the ruthless.
I could strengthen you with my mouth, and the solace of my lips would assuage your pain.
“If I speak, my pain is not assuaged, and if I forbear, how much of it leaves me?
The night racks my bones, and the pain that gnaws me takes no rest.
“Man is also rebuked with pain on his bed and with continual strife in his bones,
For I am ready to fall, and my pain is ever before me.
For they persecute him whom you have struck down, and they recount the pain of those you have wounded.
But I am afflicted and in pain; let your salvation, O God, set me on high!
Remove vexation from your heart, and put away pain from your body, for youth and the dawn of life are vanity.
3 When the Lord has given you rest from your pain and turmoil and the hard service with which you were made to serve,
though you make them grow on the day that you plant them, and make them blossom in the morning that you sow, yet the harvest will flee away in a day of grief and incurable pain.
behold, my servants shall sing for gladness of heart, but you shall cry out for pain of heart and shall wail for breaking of spirit.
7 “Before she was in labor she gave birth; before her pain came upon her she delivered a son.
19 My anguish, my anguish! I writhe in pain! Oh the walls of my heart! My heart is beating wildly; I cannot keep silent, for I hear the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.
We have heard the report of it; our hands fall helpless; anguish has taken hold of us, pain as of a woman in labor.
Why is my pain unceasing, my wound incurable, refusing to be healed? Will you be to me like a deceitful brook, like waters that fail?
O inhabitant of Lebanon, nested among the cedars, how you will be pitied when pangs come upon you, pain as of a woman in labor!”
Why do you cry out over your hurt? Your pain is incurable. Because your guilt is great, because your sins are flagrant, I have done these things to you.
You said, ‘Woe is me! For the Lord has added sorrow to my pain. I am weary with my groaning, and I find no rest.’
“The king of Babylon heard the report of them, and his hands fell helpless; anguish seized him, pain as of a woman in labor.
Suddenly Babylon has fallen and been broken; wail for her! Take balm for her pain; perhaps she may be healed.
The land trembles and writhes in pain, for the Lord’s purposes against Babylon stand, to make the land of Babylon a desolation, without inhabitant.
Now why do you cry aloud? Is there no king in you? Has your counselor perished, that pain seized you like a woman in labor?
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