| 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 11 |
My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass. |
| Psalms 102 9 |
For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping. |
| Job 30 30 |
My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat. |
| Job 13 12 |
Your remembrances are like unto ashes, your bodies to bodies of clay. |
| Job 17 1 |
My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me. |
| Song of Solomon 8 6 |
Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire, which hath a most vehement flame. |
| 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. |
| Psalms 88 3 |
For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave. |
| Job 17 11 |
My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart. |
| 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. |
| 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. |
| Isaiah 1 30 |
For ye shall be as an oak whose leaf fadeth, and as a garden that hath no water. |
| Psalms 83 14 |
As the fire burneth a wood, and as the flame setteth the mountains on fire; |
| Job 30 16 |
And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me. |
| Psalms 141 7 |
Our bones are scattered at the grave's mouth, as when one cutteth and cleaveth wood upon the earth. |
| 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 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. |
| Luke 12 35 |
Let your loins be girded about, and your lights burning; |
| Psalms 55 4 |
My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me. |
| 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 30 15 |
Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud. |
| Job 30 19 |
He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes. |
| Lamentations 3 4 |
My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones. |
| Job 7 5 |
My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome. |
| Proverbs 26 23 |
Burning lips and a wicked heart are like a potsherd covered with silver dross. |
| Psalms 102 4 |
My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread. |
| Lamentations 3 16 |
He hath also broken my teeth with gravel stones, he hath covered me with ashes. |
| Proverbs 5 11 |
And thou mourn at the last, when thy flesh and thy body are consumed, |
| Psalms 44 25 |
For our soul is bowed down to the dust: our belly cleaveth unto the earth. |
| Psalms 32 3 |
When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long. |
| Psalms 119 83 |
For I am become like a bottle in the smoke; yet do I not forget thy statutes. |
| Psalms 119 25 |
My soul cleaveth unto the dust: quicken thou me according to thy word. |
| Psalms 38 7 |
For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh. |
| Proverbs 1 12 |
Let us swallow them up alive as the grave; and whole, as those that go down into the pit: |
| Job 30 17 |
My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest. |
| Proverbs 17 22 |
A merry heart doeth good like a medicine: but a broken spirit drieth the bones. |
| 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. |
| Jeremiah 9 10 |
For the mountains will I take up a weeping and wailing, and for the habitations of the wilderness a lamentation, because they are burned up, so that none can pass through them; neither can men hear the voice of the cattle; both the fowl of the heavens and the beast are fled; they are gone. |
| Isaiah 18 4 |
For so the LORD said unto me, I will take my rest, and I will consider in my dwelling place like a clear heat upon herbs, and like a cloud of dew in the heat of harvest. |
| Isaiah 44 15 |
Then shall it be for a man to burn: for he will take thereof, and warm himself; yea, he kindleth it, and baketh bread; yea, he maketh a god, and worshippeth it; he maketh it a graven image, and falleth down thereto. |
| Isaiah 50 11 |
Behold, all ye that kindle a fire, that compass yourselves about with sparks: walk in the light of your fire, and in the sparks that ye have kindled. This shall ye have of mine hand; ye shall lie down in sorrow. |
| Job 7 7 |
O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good. |
| 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. |
| Hosea 7 6 |
For they have made ready their heart like an oven, whiles they lie in wait: their baker sleepeth all the night; in the morning it burneth as a flaming fire. |
| Job 3 24 |
For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters. |
| Joel 1 19 |
O LORD, to thee will I cry: for the fire hath devoured the pastures of the wilderness, and the flame hath burned all the trees of the field. |
| John 6 55 |
For my flesh is meat indeed, and my blood is drink indeed. |
| Psalms 143 4 |
Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate. |
| 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. |