'Woe is Me' in the Bible

Woe is me, for I sojourn in Meshech,For I dwell among the tents of Kedar!

Then I said,“Woe is me, for I am ruined!Because I am a man of unclean lips,And I live among a people of unclean lips;For my eyes have seen the King, the Lord of hosts.”

For I heard a cry as of a woman in labor,The anguish as of one giving birth to her first child,The cry of the daughter of Zion gasping for breath,Stretching out her hands, saying,“Ah, woe is me, for I faint before murderers.”

Woe is me, because of my injury!My wound is incurable.But I said, “Truly this is a sickness,And I must bear it.”

‘You said, “Ah, woe is me! For the Lord has added sorrow to my pain; I am weary with my groaning and have found no rest.”’

Woe is me! For I amLike the fruit pickers, like the grape gatherers.There is not a cluster of grapes to eat,Or a first-ripe fig which I crave.

For if I preach the gospel, I have nothing to boast of, for I am under compulsion; for woe is me if I do not preach the gospel.