| Psalms 102 11 |
My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass. |
| 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. |
| Isaiah 38 12 |
Mine age is departed, and is removed from me as a shepherd's tent: I have cut off like a weaver my life: he will cut me off with pining sickness: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me. |
| Psalms 88 3 |
For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave. |
| Psalms 31 12 |
I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel. |
| 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. |
| Psalms 102 3 |
For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth. |
| Psalms 38 10 |
My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me. |
| Job 10 20 |
Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little, |
| Romans 15 23 |
But now having no more place in these parts, and having a great desire these many years to come unto you; |
| Psalms 144 4 |
Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away. |
| Matthew 24 35 |
Heaven and earth shall pass away, but my words shall not pass away. |
| Psalms 38 6 |
I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long. |
| Lamentations 5 15 |
The joy of our heart is ceased; our dance is turned into mourning. |
| Psalms 55 4 |
My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me. |
| Job 13 12 |
Your remembrances are like unto ashes, your bodies to bodies of clay. |
| 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. |
| Mark 13 31 |
Heaven and earth shall pass away: but my words shall not pass away. |
| Lamentations 3 11 |
He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate. |
| Job 7 7 |
O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good. |
| Psalms 102 4 |
My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread. |
| Job 30 15 |
Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud. |
| Psalms 39 4 |
LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is: that I may know how frail I am. |
| Job 7 6 |
My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope. |
| Job 10 1 |
My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul. |
| Job 16 16 |
My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death; |
| 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. |
| Isaiah 24 4 |
The earth mourneth and fadeth away, the world languisheth and fadeth away, the haughty people of the earth do languish. |
| Psalms 143 4 |
Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate. |
| Job 17 1 |
My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me. |
| 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 77 6 |
I call to remembrance my song in the night: I commune with mine own heart: and my spirit made diligent search. |
| Psalms 40 12 |
For innumerable evils have compassed me about: mine iniquities have taken hold upon me, so that I am not able to look up; they are more than the hairs of mine head: therefore my heart faileth me. |
| Psalms 88 15 |
I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: while I suffer thy terrors I am distracted. |
| Isaiah 57 10 |
Thou art wearied in the greatness of thy way; yet saidst thou not, There is no hope: thou hast found the life of thine hand; therefore thou wast not grieved. |
| Job 19 2 |
How long will ye vex my soul, and break me in pieces with words? |
| Psalms 109 22 |
For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me. |
| 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. |
| Psalms 69 3 |
I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God. |
| Isaiah 1 30 |
For ye shall be as an oak whose leaf fadeth, and as a garden that hath no water. |
| Job 8 9 |
For we are but of yesterday, and know nothing, because our days upon earth are a shadow: |
| Psalms 6 7 |
Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies. |
| Song of Solomon 5 6 |
I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer. |
| Psalms 90 9 |
For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: we spend our years as a tale that is told. |
| Numbers 11 6 |
But now our soul is dried away: there is nothing at all, beside this manna, before our eyes. |
| Job 16 6 |
Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased? |
| 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. |
| Psalms 7 2 |
Lest he tear my soul like a lion, rending it in pieces, while there is none to deliver. |
| Job 22 9 |
Thou hast sent widows away empty, and the arms of the fatherless have been broken. |