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 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. |
Psalms 119 25 |
My soul cleaveth unto the dust: quicken thou me according to thy word. |
Lamentations 3 11 |
He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate. |
Job 16 11 |
God hath delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked. |
Job 42 6 |
Wherefore I abhor myself, and repent in dust and ashes. |
Psalms 44 25 |
For our soul is bowed down to the dust: our belly cleaveth unto the earth. |
Lamentations 3 6 |
He hath set me in dark places, as they that be dead of old. |
Lamentations 1 13 |
From above hath he sent fire into my bones, and it prevaileth against them: he hath spread a net for my feet, he hath turned me back: he hath made me desolate and faint all the day. |
Job 16 7 |
But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company. |
Lamentations 3 16 |
He hath also broken my teeth with gravel stones, he hath covered me with ashes. |
Psalms 42 5 |
Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance. |
Psalms 43 5 |
Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God. |
Psalms 88 6 |
Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the deeps. |
Psalms 42 11 |
Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God. |
Job 19 10 |
He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he removed like a tree. |
Job 10 9 |
Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay; and wilt thou bring me into dust again? |
Job 27 2 |
As God liveth, who hath taken away my judgment; and the Almighty, who hath vexed my soul; |
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 118 18 |
The LORD hath chastened me sore: but he hath not given me over unto death. |
Psalms 102 9 |
For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping. |
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. |
Job 20 7 |
Yet he shall perish for ever like his own dung: they which have seen him shall say, Where is he? |
Psalms 69 2 |
I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me. |
Isaiah 14 19 |
But thou art cast out of thy grave like an abominable branch, and as the raiment of those that are slain, thrust through with a sword, that go down to the stones of the pit; as a carcase trodden under feet. |
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. |
Zephaniah 1 17 |
And I will bring distress upon men, that they shall walk like blind men, because they have sinned against the LORD: and their blood shall be poured out as dust, and their flesh as the dung. |
Lamentations 3 2 |
He hath led me, and brought me into darkness, but not into light. |
Isaiah 64 6 |
But we are all as an unclean thing, and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags; and we all do fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away. |
2 Samuel 14 14 |
For we must needs die, and are as water spilt on the ground, which cannot be gathered up again; neither doth God respect any person: yet doth he devise means, that his banished be not expelled from him. |
Jeremiah 45 3 |
Thou didst say, Woe is me now! for the LORD hath added grief to my sorrow; I fainted in my sighing, and I find no rest. |
Mark 14 34 |
And saith unto them, My soul is exceeding sorrowful unto death: tarry ye here, and watch. |
Lamentations 3 15 |
He hath filled me with bitterness, he hath made me drunken with wormwood. |
Psalms 109 23 |
I am gone like the shadow when it declineth: I am tossed up and down as the locust. |
Matthew 26 38 |
Then saith he unto them, My soul is exceeding sorrowful, even unto death: tarry ye here, and watch with me. |
Isaiah 1 30 |
For ye shall be as an oak whose leaf fadeth, and as a garden that hath no water. |
Psalms 88 3 |
For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave. |
Lamentations 3 18 |
And I said, My strength and my hope is perished from the LORD: |
Job 30 16 |
And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me. |
Isaiah 44 20 |
He feedeth on ashes: a deceived heart hath turned him aside, that he cannot deliver his soul, nor say, Is there not a lie in my right hand? |
John 15 6 |
If a man abide not in me, he is cast forth as a branch, and is withered; and men gather them, and cast them into the fire, and they are burned. |
Psalms 89 38 |
But thou hast cast off and abhorred, thou hast been wroth with thine anointed. |
Isaiah 26 19 |
Thy dead men shall live, together with my dead body shall they arise. Awake and sing, ye that dwell in dust: for thy dew is as the dew of herbs, and the earth shall cast out the dead. |
Genesis 18 27 |
And Abraham answered and said, Behold now, I have taken upon me to speak unto the LORD, which am but dust and ashes: |
Micah 6 13 |
Therefore also will I make thee sick in smiting thee, in making thee desolate because of thy sins. |
Job 13 28 |
And he, as a rotten thing, consumeth, as a garment that is moth eaten. |
Hosea 5 12 |
Therefore will I be unto Ephraim as a moth, and to the house of Judah as rottenness. |
Psalms 49 15 |
But God will redeem my soul from the power of the grave: for he shall receive me. Selah. |
Proverbs 10 3 |
The LORD will not suffer the soul of the righteous to famish: but he casteth away the substance of the wicked. |
Job 6 21 |
For now ye are nothing; ye see my casting down, and are afraid. |