Isaiah 38:13
I quieted [myself] until morning; as a lion, so he breaketh all my bones: From day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.
I quieted [myself] until morning; as a lion, so he breaketh all my bones: From day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.
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12My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me as a shepherd's tent: I have rolled up, like a weaver, my life; he will cut me off from the loom: From day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.
16And now my soul is poured out within me; Days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
17In the night season my bones are pierced in me, And the [pains] that gnaw me take no rest.
3Surely against me he turneth his hand again and again all the day.
4My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
10He is unto me as a bear lying in wait, as a lion in secret places.
11He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces; he hath made me desolate.
13They gape upon me with their mouth, [As] a ravening and a roaring lion.
14I am poured out like water, And all my bones are out of joint: My heart is like wax; It is melted within me.
15My strength is dried up like a potsherd; And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; And thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
13From on high 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.
3When I kept silence, my bones wasted away Through my groaning all the day long.
12I was at ease, and he brake me asunder; Yea, he hath taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces: He hath also set me up for his mark.
13His archers compass me round about; He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; He poureth out my gall upon the ground.
14He breaketh me with breach upon breach; He runneth upon me like a giant.
14Like a swallow [or] a crane, so did I chatter; I did moan as a dove; mine eyes fail [with looking] upward: O Lord, I am oppressed, be thou my surety.
15What shall I say? he hath both spoken unto me, and himself hath done it: I shall go softly all my years because of the bitterness of my soul.
8I am faint and sore bruised: I have groaned by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
2Lest they tear my soul like a lion, Rending it in pieces, while there is none to deliver.
4When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? And I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day.
10For my life is spent with sorrow, And my years with sighing: My strength faileth because of mine iniquity, And my bones are wasted away.
10I said, In the noontide of my days I shall go into the gates of Sheol: I am deprived of the residue of my years.
17Evening, and morning, and at noonday, will I complain, and moan; And he will hear my voice.
40Thus I was; in the day the drought consumed me, and the frost by night; and my sleep fled from mine eyes.
3For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; He hath smitten my life down to the ground: He hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.
4Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; My heart within me is desolate.
2How long shall I take counsel in my soul, Having sorrow in my heart all the day? How long shall mine enemy be exalted over me?
19But I was like a gentle lamb that is led to the slaughter; and I knew not that they had devised devices against me, [saying], Let us destroy the tree with the fruit thereof, and let us cut him off from the land of the living, that his name may be no more remembered.
17I may count all my bones; They look and stare upon me.
7But now he hath made me weary: Thou hast made desolate all my company.
8And thou hast laid fast hold on me, [which] is a witness [against me] : And my leanness riseth up against me, It testifieth to my face.
9He hath torn me in his wrath, and persecuted me; He hath gnashed upon me with his teeth: Mine adversary sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
11My days are past, my purposes are broken off, Even the thoughts of my heart.
14Wherefore should I take my flesh in my teeth, And put my life in my hand?
15Behold, he will slay me; I have no hope: Nevertheless I will maintain my ways before him.
5By reason of the voice of my groaning My bones cleave to my flesh.
17Lord, how long wilt thou look on? Rescue my soul from their destructions, My darling from the lions.
14For all the day long have I been plagued, And chastened every morning.
11My days are like a shadow that declineth; And I am withered like grass.
28Though I am like a rotten thing that consumeth, Like a garment that is moth-eaten.
6I am pained and bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
13Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, Before I go hence, and be no more.
19He is chastened also with pain upon his bed, And with continual strife in his bones;
2O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou answerest not; And in the night season, and am not silent.
13If I look for Sheol as my house; If I have spread my couch in the darkness;
10My heart throbbeth, my strength faileth me: As for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.
23He weakened my strength in the way; He shortened my days.
4My soul is among lions; I lie among them that are set on fire, Even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, And their tongue a sharp sword.
10Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.
16He hath also broken my teeth with gravel stones; he hath covered me with ashes.