Psalms 102:3
For my days consume away like smoke, And my bones are burned as a firebrand.
For my days consume away like smoke, And my bones are burned as a firebrand.
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4My heart is smitten like grass, and withered; For I forget to eat my bread.
5By reason of the voice of my groaning My bones cleave to my flesh.
8Mine enemies reproach me all the day; They that are mad against me do curse by me.
9For I have eaten ashes like bread, And mingled my drink with weeping,
10Because of thine indignation and thy wrath: For thou hast taken me up, and cast me away.
11My days are like a shadow that declineth; And I am withered like grass.
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.
1My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, The grave is [ready] for me.
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.
4My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
30My skin is black, [and falleth] from me, And my bones are burned with heat.
2Hide not thy face from me in the day of my distress: Incline thine ear unto me; In the day when I call answer me speedily.
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.
18By [God's] great force is my garment disfigured; It bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
19He hath cast me into the mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.
23He weakened my strength in the way; He shortened my days.
24I said, O my God, take me not away in the midst of my days: Thy years are throughout all generations.
16He hath also broken my teeth with gravel stones; he hath covered me with ashes.
83For I am become like a wine-skin in the smoke; Yet do I not forget thy statutes.
21His flesh is consumed away, that it cannot be seen; And his bones that were not seen stick out.
3When I kept silence, my bones wasted away Through my groaning all the day long.
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.
11My days are past, my purposes are broken off, Even the thoughts of my heart.
10My heart throbbeth, my strength faileth me: As for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.
28Though I am like a rotten thing that consumeth, Like a garment that is moth-eaten.
14As the fire that burneth the forest, And as the flame that setteth the mountains on fire,
10Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.
12For it is a fire that consumeth unto Destruction, And would root out all mine increase.
12I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.
5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; My skin closeth up, and breaketh out afresh.
6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, And are spent without hope.
18For wickedness burneth as the fire; it devoureth the briers and thorns; yea, it kindleth in the thickets of the forest, and they roll upward in a column of smoke.
3My heart was hot within me; While I was musing the fire burned: [Then] spake I with my tongue:
7Make haste to answer me, O Jehovah; My spirit faileth: Hide not thy face from me, Lest I become like them that go down into the pit.
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.
46How long, O Jehovah? wilt thou hide thyself for ever? [How long] shall thy wrath burn like fire?
7As when one ploweth and cleaveth the earth, Our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol.
2Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah; for I am withered away: O Jehovah, heal me; for my bones are troubled.
19O Jehovah, to thee do I cry; for the fire hath devoured the pastures of the wilderness, and the flame hath burned all the trees of the field.
17What time they wax warm, they vanish; When it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.
11He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces; he hath made me desolate.
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.
20[ Saying], Surely they that did rise up against us are cut off, And the remnant of them the fire hath consumed.