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 19 |
He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes. |
Psalms 119 25 |
My soul cleaveth unto the dust: quicken thou me according to thy word. |
Lamentations 3 18 |
And I said, My strength and my hope is perished from the LORD: |
Psalms 38 10 |
My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me. |
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. |
Psalms 6 2 |
Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed. |
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. |
Psalms 88 3 |
For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave. |
Psalms 44 25 |
For our soul is bowed down to the dust: our belly cleaveth unto the earth. |
Psalms 55 4 |
My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me. |
Lamentations 1 14 |
The yoke of my transgressions is bound by his hand: they are wreathed, and come up upon my neck: he hath made my strength to fall, the LORD hath delivered me into their hands, from whom I am not able to rise up. |
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. |
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 38 8 |
I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart. |
Psalms 118 18 |
The LORD hath chastened me sore: but he hath not given me over unto death. |
Job 7 5 |
My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome. |
Psalms 102 3 |
For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth. |
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. |
Lamentations 3 16 |
He hath also broken my teeth with gravel stones, he hath covered me with ashes. |
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. |
Jeremiah 23 29 |
Is not my word like as a fire? saith the LORD; and like a hammer that breaketh the rock in pieces? |
Psalms 119 28 |
My soul melteth for heaviness: strengthen thou me according unto thy word. |
Psalms 38 3 |
There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin. |
Lamentations 3 15 |
He hath filled me with bitterness, he hath made me drunken with wormwood. |
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. |
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 69 3 |
I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God. |
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 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 71 9 |
Cast me not off in the time of old age; forsake me not when my strength faileth. |
Psalms 142 6 |
Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I. |
Lamentations 3 4 |
My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones. |
Job 16 16 |
My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death; |
Psalms 31 9 |
Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: mine eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my belly. |
Job 30 21 |
Thou art become cruel to me: with thy strong hand thou opposest thyself against me. |
2 Samuel 22 40 |
For thou hast girded me with strength to battle: them that rose up against me hast thou subdued under me. |
Matthew 5 13 |
Ye are the salt of the earth: but if the salt have lost his savour, wherewith shall it be salted? it is thenceforth good for nothing, but to be cast out, and to be trodden under foot of men. |
Job 13 12 |
Your remembrances are like unto ashes, your bodies to bodies of clay. |
Psalms 38 7 |
For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh. |
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 42 10 |
As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God? |
Psalms 109 24 |
My knees are weak through fasting; and my flesh faileth of fatness. |
Psalms 39 10 |
Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand. |
Proverbs 24 10 |
If thou faint in the day of adversity, thy strength is small. |
Proverbs 23 35 |
They have stricken me, shalt thou say, and I was not sick; they have beaten me, and I felt it not: when shall I awake? I will seek it yet again. |
1 Samuel 26 16 |
This thing is not good that thou hast done. As the LORD liveth, ye are worthy to die, because ye have not kept your master, the LORD's anointed. And now see where the king's spear is, and the cruse of water that was at his bolster. |
Proverbs 18 21 |
Death and life are in the power of the tongue: and they that love it shall eat the fruit thereof. |
Psalms 69 9 |
For the zeal of thine house hath eaten me up; and the reproaches of them that reproached thee are fallen upon me. |
Ezekiel 3 14 |
So the spirit lifted me up, and took me away, and I went in bitterness, in the heat of my spirit; but the hand of the LORD was strong upon me. |