| Psalms 77 6 |
I call to remembrance my song in the night: I commune with mine own heart: and my spirit made diligent search. |
| Psalms 6 6 |
I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears. |
| Job 17 11 |
My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart. |
| Psalms 45 1 |
My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer. |
| Song of Solomon 5 2 |
I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night. |
| Psalms 102 11 |
My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass. |
| Job 19 2 |
How long will ye vex my soul, and break me in pieces with words? |
| James 4 9 |
Be afflicted, and mourn, and weep: let your laughter be turned to mourning, and your joy to heaviness. |
| Isaiah 23 16 |
Take an harp, go about the city, thou harlot that hast been forgotten; make sweet melody, sing many songs, that thou mayest be remembered. |
| Ecclesiastes 3 4 |
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; |
| James 5 5 |
Ye have lived in pleasure on the earth, and been wanton; ye have nourished your hearts, as in a day of slaughter. |
| Psalms 102 3 |
For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth. |
| Lamentations 3 19 |
Remembering mine affliction and my misery, the wormwood and the gall. |
| Song of Solomon 2 14 |
O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely. |
| Luke 12 35 |
Let your loins be girded about, and your lights burning; |
| Psalms 114 6 |
Ye mountains, that ye skipped like rams; and ye little hills, like lambs? |
| Isaiah 24 4 |
The earth mourneth and fadeth away, the world languisheth and fadeth away, the haughty people of the earth do languish. |
| Job 7 7 |
O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good. |
| Song of Solomon 4 12 |
A garden inclosed is my sister, my spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed. |
| Job 13 12 |
Your remembrances are like unto ashes, your bodies to bodies of clay. |
| Job 30 15 |
Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud. |
| Proverbs 26 23 |
Burning lips and a wicked heart are like a potsherd covered with silver dross. |
| Psalms 143 5 |
I remember the days of old; I meditate on all thy works; I muse on the work of thy hands. |
| Ecclesiastes 5 3 |
For a dream cometh through the multitude of business; and a fool's voice is known by multitude of words. |
| Psalms 39 3 |
My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spake I with my tongue, |
| Psalms 88 3 |
For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave. |
| Psalms 77 17 |
The clouds poured out water: the skies sent out a sound: thine arrows also went abroad. |
| Psalms 22 20 |
Deliver my soul from the sword; my darling from the power of the dog. |
| Psalms 140 5 |
The proud have hid a snare for me, and cords; they have spread a net by the wayside; they have set gins for me. Selah. |
| Psalms 119 136 |
Rivers of waters run down mine eyes, because they keep not thy law. |
| Lamentations 2 11 |
Mine eyes do fail with tears, my bowels are troubled, my liver is poured upon the earth, for the destruction of the daughter of my people; because the children and the sucklings swoon in the streets of the city. |
| Psalms 31 10 |
For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed. |
| Proverbs 7 9 |
In the twilight, in the evening, in the black and dark night: |
| Psalms 49 4 |
I will incline mine ear to a parable: I will open my dark saying upon the harp. |
| Job 33 15 |
In a dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep falleth upon men, in slumberings upon the bed; |
| Ecclesiastes 3 7 |
A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; |
| Ezekiel 28 17 |
Thine heart was lifted up because of thy beauty, thou hast corrupted thy wisdom by reason of thy brightness: I will cast thee to the ground, I will lay thee before kings, that they may behold thee. |
| Job 15 12 |
Why doth thine heart carry thee away? and what do thy eyes wink at, |
| Psalms 69 3 |
I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God. |
| Psalms 119 130 |
The entrance of thy words giveth light; it giveth understanding unto the simple. |
| Job 16 16 |
My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death; |
| Jeremiah 6 7 |
As a fountain casteth out her waters, so she casteth out her wickedness: violence and spoil is heard in her; before me continually is grief and wounds. |
| Lamentations 1 16 |
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. |
| Psalms 22 14 |
I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels. |
| Proverbs 25 20 |
As he that taketh away a garment in cold weather, and as vinegar upon nitre, so is he that singeth songs to an heavy heart. |
| Psalms 56 8 |
Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book? |
| Psalms 38 10 |
My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me. |
| Song of Solomon 1 15 |
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes. |
| 1 Corinthians 13 1 |
Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal. |
| Ecclesiastes 2 2 |
I said of laughter, It is mad: and of mirth, What doeth it? |