| Psalms 13 2 |
How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart daily? how long shall mine enemy be exalted over me? |
| Job 19 2 |
How long will ye vex my soul, and break me in pieces with words? |
| Psalms 79 5 |
How long, LORD? wilt thou be angry for ever? shall thy jealousy burn like fire? |
| Job 7 19 |
How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle? |
| Psalms 77 2 |
In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran in the night, and ceased not: my soul refused to be comforted. |
| 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. |
| Psalms 13 1 |
How long wilt thou forget me, O LORD? for ever? how long wilt thou hide thy face from me? |
| Psalms 118 18 |
The LORD hath chastened me sore: but he hath not given me over unto death. |
| Habakkuk 1 2 |
O LORD, how long shall I cry, and thou wilt not hear! even cry out unto thee of violence, and thou wilt not save! |
| Psalms 94 3 |
LORD, how long shall the wicked, how long shall the wicked triumph? |
| 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. |
| 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? |
| Mark 14 34 |
And saith unto them, My soul is exceeding sorrowful unto death: tarry ye here, and watch. |
| Job 30 16 |
And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me. |
| 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 35 17 |
Lord, how long wilt thou look on? rescue my soul from their destructions, my darling from the lions. |
| 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. |
| Psalms 55 4 |
My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me. |
| Jeremiah 47 6 |
O thou sword of the LORD, how long will it be ere thou be quiet? put up thyself into thy scabbard, rest, and be still. |
| Deuteronomy 31 27 |
For I know thy rebellion, and thy stiff neck: behold, while I am yet alive with you this day, ye have been rebellious against the LORD; and how much more after my death? |
| Jeremiah 4 14 |
O Jerusalem, wash thine heart from wickedness, that thou mayest be saved. How long shall thy vain thoughts lodge within thee? |
| Psalms 84 2 |
My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of the LORD: my heart and my flesh crieth out for the living God. |
| Psalms 71 20 |
Thou, which hast shewed me great and sore troubles, shalt quicken me again, and shalt bring me up again from the depths of the earth. |
| Job 27 2 |
As God liveth, who hath taken away my judgment; and the Almighty, who hath vexed my soul; |
| Matthew 26 38 |
Then saith he unto them, My soul is exceeding sorrowful, even unto death: tarry ye here, and watch with me. |
| Psalms 119 82 |
Mine eyes fail for thy word, saying, When wilt thou comfort me? |
| 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 89 46 |
How long, LORD? wilt thou hide thyself for ever? shall thy wrath burn like fire? |
| Psalms 74 10 |
O God, how long shall the adversary reproach? shall the enemy blaspheme thy name for ever? |
| Psalms 88 3 |
For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave. |
| Micah 7 9 |
I will bear the indignation of the LORD, because I have sinned against him, until he plead my cause, and execute judgment for me: he will bring me forth to the light, and I shall behold his righteousness. |
| Isaiah 10 25 |
For yet a very little while, and the indignation shall cease, and mine anger in their destruction. |
| Jeremiah 10 19 |
Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous; but I said, Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it. |
| 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 2 22 |
Thou hast called as in a solemn day my terrors round about, so that in the day of the LORD's anger none escaped nor remained: those that I have swaddled and brought up hath mine enemy consumed. |
| Luke 21 19 |
In your patience possess ye your souls. |
| Job 8 2 |
How long wilt thou speak these things? and how long shall the words of thy mouth be like a strong wind? |
| John 12 27 |
Now is my soul troubled; and what shall I say? Father, save me from this hour: but for this cause came I unto this hour. |
| Psalms 6 2 |
Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed. |
| Galatians 3 4 |
Have ye suffered so many things in vain? if it be yet in vain. |
| Lamentations 3 43 |
Thou hast covered with anger, and persecuted us: thou hast slain, thou hast not pitied. |
| Zechariah 1 2 |
The LORD hath been sore displeased with your fathers. |
| Jeremiah 12 4 |
How long shall the land mourn, and the herbs of every field wither, for the wickedness of them that dwell therein? the beasts are consumed, and the birds; because they said, He shall not see our last end. |
| Psalms 42 3 |
My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy 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 119 20 |
My soul breaketh for the longing that it hath unto thy judgments at all times. |
| Psalms 38 17 |
For I am ready to halt, and my sorrow is continually before me. |
| Job 16 7 |
But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company. |
| 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 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. |