Psalms 35:14
I behaved myself as though it had been my friend or my brother: I bowed down mourning, as one that bewaileth his mother.
I behaved myself as though it had been my friend or my brother: I bowed down mourning, as one that bewaileth his mother.
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13But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth: I afflicted my soul with fasting; And my prayer returned into mine own bosom.
15But in mine adversity they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together: The abjects gathered themselves together against me, and I knew [it] not; They did tear me, and ceased not:
6I am pained and bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
25Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? Was not my soul grieved for the needy?
27My heart is troubled, and resteth not; Days of affliction are come upon me.
28I go mourning without the sun: I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
12For it was not an enemy that reproached me; Then I could have borne it: Neither was it he that hated me that did magnify himself against me; Then I would have hid myself from him:
15I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, And have laid my horn in the dust.
16My face is red with weeping, And on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
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.
20My friends scoff at me: [But] mine eye poureth out tears unto God,
12Is it nothing to you, all ye that pass by? Behold, and see if there be any sorrow like unto my sorrow, which is brought upon me, Wherewith Jehovah hath afflicted [me] in the day of his fierce anger.
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.
10When I wept, [and chastened] my soul with fasting, That was to my reproach.
11When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became a byword unto them.
20Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: And I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; And for comforters, but I found none.
19Woe is me because of my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is [my] grief, and I must bear it.
18Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! my heart is faint within me.
11Because of all mine adversaries I am become a reproach, Yea, unto my neighbors exceedingly, And a fear to mine acquaintance: They that did see me without fled from me.
14To him that is ready to faint kindness [should be showed] from his friend; Even to him that forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.
19All my familiar friends abhor me, And they whom I loved are turned against me.
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.
17For I am ready to fall, And my sorrow is continually before me.
12and they mourned, and wept, and fasted until even, for Saul, and for Jonathan his son, and for the people of Jehovah, and for the house of Israel; because they were fallen by the sword.
3For I was a son unto my father, Tender and only beloved in the sight of my mother.
13He hath put my brethren far from me, And mine acquaintance are wholly estranged from me.
14My kinsfolk have failed, And my familiar friends have forgotten me.
9For I have eaten ashes like bread, And mingled my drink with weeping,
2Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul; Like a weaned child with his mother, Like a weaned child is my soul within me.
8Lament like a virgin girded with sackcloth for the husband of her youth.
25I chose out their way, and sat [as] chief, And dwelt as a king in the army, As one that comforteth the mourners.
22And he said, While the child was yet alive, I fasted and wept: for I said, Who knoweth whether Jehovah will not be gracious to me, that the child may live?
14I am poured out like water, And all my bones are out of joint: My heart is like wax; It is melted within me.
21For my soul was grieved, And I was pricked in my heart:
11My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my plague; And my kinsmen stand afar off.
20My soul hath them still in remembrance, and is bowed down within me.
18(Nay, from my youth he grew up with me as with a father, And her have I guided from my mother's womb);
7Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, And all my members are as a shadow.
31Therefore is my harp [turned] to mourning, And my pipe into the voice of them that weep.
6Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged; And though I forbear, what am I eased?
13So they sat down with him upon the ground seven days and seven nights, and none spake a word unto him: for they saw that his grief was very great.
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.
16Turn thee unto me, and have mercy upon me; For I am desolate and afflicted.
10Woe is me, my mother, that thou hast borne me a man of strife and a man of contention to the whole earth! I have not lent, neither have men lent to me; [yet] every one of them doth curse me.
2I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; And my sorrow was stirred.
4Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; My heart within me is desolate.
1Oh that thou wert as my brother, That sucked the breasts of my mother! [When] I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; Yea, and none would despise me.