Isaiah 38:14
Like 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.
Like 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.
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6I am like a pelican of the wilderness; I am become as an owl of the waste places.
7I watch, and am become like a sparrow That is alone upon the house-top.
8Mine enemies reproach me all the day; They that are mad against me do curse by me.
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.
6And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove! Then would I fly away, and be at rest.
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.
13I 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.
8I am faint and sore bruised: I have groaned by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
9Lord, all my desire is before thee; And my groaning is not hid from thee.
10My heart throbbeth, my strength faileth me: As for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.
28I go mourning without the sun: I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
6I am pained and bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
18Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! my heart is faint within me.
3I am weary with my crying; my throat is dried: Mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.
1[For the Chief Musician. [A Psalm] of David]. In Jehovah do I take refuge: How say ye to my soul, Flee [as] a bird to your mountain;
15For in thee, O Jehovah, do I hope: Thou wilt answer, O Lord my God.
9I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
4Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; My heart within me is desolate.
9Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah, for I am in distress: Mine eye wasteth away with grief, [yea], my soul and my body.
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.
17For I am ready to fall, And my sorrow is continually before me.
20Behold, O Jehovah; for I am in distress; my heart is troubled; My heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: Abroad the sword bereaveth, at home there is as death.
21They have heard that I sigh; there is none to comfort me; all mine enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that thou hast done it: Thou wilt bring the day that thou hast proclaimed, and they shall be like unto me.
22Let all their wickedness come before thee; And do unto them, as thou hast done unto me for all my transgressions: For my sighs are many, and my heart is faint.
12For innumerable evils have compassed me about; Mine iniquities have overtaken me, so that I am not able to look up; They are more than the hairs of my head; And my heart hath failed me.
2Attend unto me, and answer me: I am restless in my complaint, and moan,
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.
14The yoke of my transgressions is bound by his hand; They are knit together, they are come up upon my neck; He hath made my strength to fail: The Lord hath delivered me into their hands, against whom I am not able to stand.
9Mine eye wasteth away by reason of affliction: I have called daily upon thee, O Jehovah; I have spread forth my hands unto thee.
1[For the Chief Musician; [set to] Al-tashheth. [A Psalm] of David. Michtam; when he fled from Saul, in the cave]. Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me; For my soul taketh refuge in thee: Yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I take refuge, Until [these] calamities be overpast.
3Yea, the sparrow hath found her a house, And the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, Even thine altars, O Jehovah of hosts, My King, and my God.
1[Maschil of David, when he was in the cave; a Prayer]. I cry with my voice unto Jehovah; With my voice unto Jehovah do I make supplication.
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.
16Turn thee unto me, and have mercy upon me; For I am desolate and afflicted.
24For my sighing cometh before I eat, And my groanings are poured out like water.
12Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, and give ear unto my cry; Hold not thy peace at my tears: For I am a stranger with thee, A sojourner, as all my fathers were.
8I cried to thee, O Jehovah; And unto Jehovah I made supplication:
11We roar all like bears, and moan sore like doves: we look for justice, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far off from us.
16For these things I weep; mine eye, mine eye runneth down with water; Because the comforter that should refresh my soul is far from me: My children are desolate, because the enemy hath prevailed.
14I behaved myself as though it had been my friend or my brother: I bowed down mourning, as one that bewaileth his mother.
52They have chased me sore like a bird, they that are mine enemies without cause.
16My face is red with weeping, And on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
19He hath cast me into the mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.
6Attend unto my cry; For I am brought very low: Deliver me from my persecutors; For they are stronger than I.
4Thou holdest mine eyes watching: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
7Mine eye wasteth away because of grief; It waxeth old because of all mine adversaries.
7Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, And all my members are as a shadow.
8For mine eyes are unto thee, O Jehovah the Lord: In thee do I take refuge; leave not my soul destitute.
82Mine eyes fail for thy word, While I say, When wilt thou comfort me?