Now therefore get up! Go out and speak comfort to your servants, for I swear by the LORD that if you do not go out, not a man will remain with you tonight. This will be worse for you than all the adversity that has befallen you from your youth until now!”

During the night this woman’s son died because she rolled over on him.

Their father Ephraim mourned for many days, and his relatives came to comfort him.

so the king said to me, “Why is your face sad, though you are not ill? This could only be sadness of the heart.” I was overwhelmed with fear

For He wounds, but He also binds; He strikes, but His hands also heal.

Are the consolations of God not enough for you, even words spoken gently to you?

My friends are my scoffers as my eyes pour out tears to God.

Have pity on me, my friends, have pity, for the hand of God has struck me.

“Listen carefully to my words; let this be your consolation to me.

From the city, men groan, and the souls of the wounded cry out, yet God charges no one with wrongdoing.

God rescues the afflicted by their affliction and opens their ears in oppression.

For He has not despised or detested the torment of the afflicted. He has not hidden His face from him, but has attended to his cry for help.