Psalms 102 3 |
For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth. |
Psalms 102 11 |
My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass. |
Job 7 5 |
My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome. |
Job 16 16 |
My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death; |
Psalms 22 15 |
My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death. |
Micah 2 10 |
Arise ye, and depart; for this is not your rest: because it is polluted, it shall destroy you, even with a sore destruction. |
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. |
Job 30 15 |
Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud. |
Isaiah 14 11 |
Thy pomp is brought down to the grave, and the noise of thy viols: the worm is spread under thee, and the worms cover thee. |
Psalms 55 4 |
My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me. |
Psalms 38 5 |
My wounds stink and are corrupt because of my foolishness. |
Job 30 16 |
And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me. |
Job 17 11 |
My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart. |
Psalms 88 3 |
For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave. |
Job 13 12 |
Your remembrances are like unto ashes, your bodies to bodies of clay. |
James 5 2 |
Your riches are corrupted, and your garments are motheaten. |
1 Corinthians 15 55 |
O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? |
Psalms 38 7 |
For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh. |
Psalms 141 7 |
Our bones are scattered at the grave's mouth, as when one cutteth and cleaveth wood upon the earth. |
Lamentations 3 16 |
He hath also broken my teeth with gravel stones, he hath covered me with ashes. |
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. |
Proverbs 1 12 |
Let us swallow them up alive as the grave; and whole, as those that go down into the pit: |
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. |
Job 30 30 |
My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat. |
Jeremiah 2 13 |
For my people have committed two evils; they have forsaken me the fountain of living waters, and hewed them out cisterns, broken cisterns, that can hold no water. |
Psalms 57 6 |
They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down: they have digged a pit before me, into the midst whereof they are fallen themselves. Selah. |
Isaiah 59 3 |
For your hands are defiled with blood, and your fingers with iniquity; your lips have spoken lies, your tongue hath muttered perverseness. |
Jeremiah 4 20 |
Destruction upon destruction is cried; for the whole land is spoiled: suddenly are my tents spoiled, and my curtains in a moment. |
Psalms 56 2 |
Mine enemies would daily swallow me up: for they be many that fight against me, O thou most High. |
Jeremiah 12 7 |
I have forsaken mine house, I have left mine heritage; I have given the dearly beloved of my soul into the hand of her enemies. |
Ezekiel 16 6 |
And when I passed by thee, and saw thee polluted in thine own blood, I said unto thee when thou wast in thy blood, Live; yea, I said unto thee when thou wast in thy blood, Live. |
Isaiah 42 14 |
I have long time holden my peace; I have been still, and refrained myself: now will I cry like a travailing woman; I will destroy and devour at once. |
Psalms 119 25 |
My soul cleaveth unto the dust: quicken thou me according to thy word. |
Psalms 69 3 |
I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God. |
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. |
Job 19 2 |
How long will ye vex my soul, and break me in pieces with words? |
Job 30 19 |
He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes. |
Psalms 6 7 |
Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies. |
Psalms 109 23 |
I am gone like the shadow when it declineth: I am tossed up and down as the locust. |
Psalms 119 139 |
My zeal hath consumed me, because mine enemies have forgotten thy words. |
Isaiah 47 6 |
I was wroth with my people, I have polluted mine inheritance, and given them into thine hand: thou didst shew them no mercy; upon the ancient hast thou very heavily laid thy yoke. |
Psalms 31 12 |
I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel. |
Psalms 104 29 |
Thou hidest thy face, they are troubled: thou takest away their breath, they die, and return to their dust. |
Genesis 7 22 |
All in whose nostrils was the breath of life, of all that was in the dry land, died. |
Psalms 44 25 |
For our soul is bowed down to the dust: our belly cleaveth unto the earth. |
Isaiah 38 10 |
I said in the cutting off of my days, I shall go to the gates of the grave: I am deprived of the residue of my years. |
Psalms 30 3 |
O LORD, thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. |
Psalms 102 9 |
For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping. |
2 Samuel 22 39 |
And I have consumed them, and wounded them, that they could not arise: yea, they are fallen under my feet. |
Psalms 143 3 |
For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead. |