Verse 24
For my sighing{H585} cometh{H935} before{H6440} I eat,{H3899} And my groanings{H7581} are poured out{H5413} like water.{H4325}
Referenced Verses
- Ps 102:9 : 9 For I have eaten{H398} ashes{H665} like bread,{H3899} And mingled{H4537} my drink{H8249} with weeping,{H1065}
- Ps 38:8 : 8 I am faint{H6313} and sore{H3966} bruised:{H1794} I have groaned{H7580} by reason of the disquietness{H5100} of my heart.{H3820}
- Ps 42:3-4 : 3 My tears{H1832} have been my food{H3899} day{H3119} and night,{H3915} While they continually{H3117} say{H559} unto me, Where is thy God?{H430} 4 These things I remember,{H2142} and pour out{H8210} my soul{H5315} within me, How I went{H5674} with the throng,{H5519} and led{H1718} them to the house{H1004} of God,{H430} With the voice{H6963} of joy{H7440} and praise,{H8426} a multitude{H1995} keeping holyday.{H2287}
- Ps 80:5 : 5 Thou hast fed{H398} them with the bread{H3899} of tears,{H1832} And given them tears{H1832} to drink{H8248} in large measure.{H7991}
- Isa 59:11 : 11 We roar{H1993} all like bears,{H1677} and moan{H1897} sore{H1897} like doves:{H3123} we look{H6960} for justice,{H4941} but there is none; for salvation,{H3444} but it is far off{H7368} from us.
- Lam 3:8 : 8 Yea, when I cry,{H2199} and call{H2199} for help, he shutteth out{H5640} my prayer.{H8605}
- Job 6:7 : 7 My soul{H5315} refuseth{H3985} to touch{H5060} [them]; They are as loathsome{H1741} food{H3899} to me.
- Job 7:19 : 19 How long{H4100} wilt thou not look away{H8159} from me, Nor let me alone{H7503} till I swallow down{H1104} my spittle?{H7536}
- Job 33:20 : 20 So that his life{H2416} abhorreth{H2092} bread,{H3899} And his soul{H5315} dainty{H8378} food.{H3978}
- Ps 22:1-2 : 1 For the Chief Musician; set to Aijeleth hash-Shahar. A Psalm of David. My God,{H410} my God,{H410} why hast thou forsaken{H5800} me? [Why art thou so] far{H7350} from helping{H3444} me, [and from] the words{H1697} of my groaning?{H7581} 2 O my God,{H430} I cry{H7121} in the daytime,{H3119} but thou answerest{H6030} not; And in the night season,{H3915} and am not silent.{H1747}
- Ps 32:3 : 3 When I kept silence,{H2790} my bones{H6106} wasted away{H1086} Through my groaning{H7581} all the day{H3117} long.