Psalms 102 3 |
For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth. |
Job 30 30 |
My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat. |
Psalms 55 4 |
My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me. |
Psalms 38 8 |
I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart. |
Psalms 102 4 |
My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread. |
Job 7 5 |
My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome. |
Psalms 38 7 |
For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh. |
Jeremiah 4 19 |
My bowels, my bowels! I am pained at my very heart; my heart maketh a noise in me; I cannot hold my peace, because thou hast heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war. |
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. |
Job 30 16 |
And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me. |
Psalms 69 2 |
I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me. |
Job 30 27 |
My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me. |
Proverbs 26 23 |
Burning lips and a wicked heart are like a potsherd covered with silver dross. |
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 12 |
I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel. |
Psalms 6 2 |
Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed. |
Isaiah 21 3 |
Therefore are my loins filled with pain: pangs have taken hold upon me, as the pangs of a woman that travaileth: I was bowed down at the hearing of it; I was dismayed at the seeing of it. |
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 69 15 |
Let not the waterflood overflow me, neither let the deep swallow me up, and let not the pit shut her mouth upon me. |
Proverbs 14 30 |
A sound heart is the life of the flesh: but envy the rottenness of the bones. |
Job 32 19 |
Behold, my belly is as wine which hath no vent; it is ready to burst like new bottles. |
Job 30 15 |
Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud. |
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 1 |
My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me. |
Psalms 102 11 |
My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass. |
Psalms 109 24 |
My knees are weak through fasting; and my flesh faileth of fatness. |
Nahum 2 10 |
She is empty, and void, and waste: and the heart melteth, and the knees smite together, and much pain is in all loins, and the faces of them all gather blackness. |
Job 30 19 |
He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes. |
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 143 4 |
Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate. |
Psalms 38 6 |
I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long. |
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. |
Job 10 10 |
Hast thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese? |
James 4 9 |
Be afflicted, and mourn, and weep: let your laughter be turned to mourning, and your joy to heaviness. |
Proverbs 17 22 |
A merry heart doeth good like a medicine: but a broken spirit drieth the bones. |
Lamentations 1 20 |
Behold, O LORD; for I am in distress: my bowels are troubled; mine heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: abroad the sword bereaveth, at home there is as death. |
Psalms 109 22 |
For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me. |
Job 13 12 |
Your remembrances are like unto ashes, your bodies to bodies of clay. |
Lamentations 3 4 |
My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones. |
Psalms 39 10 |
Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand. |
Job 30 18 |
By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat. |
Job 10 19 |
I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave. |
Psalms 38 10 |
My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me. |
Psalms 39 3 |
My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spake I with my tongue, |
Psalms 102 5 |
By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin. |
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 29 6 |
When I washed my steps with butter, and the rock poured me out rivers of oil; |
Psalms 44 25 |
For our soul is bowed down to the dust: our belly cleaveth unto the earth. |
Song of Solomon 7 2 |
Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies. |
Jeremiah 15 18 |
Why is my pain perpetual, and my wound incurable, which refuseth to be healed? wilt thou be altogether unto me as a liar, and as waters that fail? |