Psalms 38:17
For I am ready to fall, And my sorrow is continually before me.
For I am ready to fall, And my sorrow is continually before me.
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18For I will declare mine iniquity; I will be sorry for my sin.
4For mine iniquities are gone over my head: As a heavy burden they are too heavy for me.
5My wounds are loathsome and corrupt, Because of my foolishness.
6I am pained and bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
7For my loins are filled with burning; And there is no soundness in my flesh.
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.
16For I said, Lest they rejoice over me: When my foot slippeth, they magnify themselves against me.
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.
18Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! my heart is faint within 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.
7Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, And all my members are as a shadow.
2But as for me, my feet were almost gone; My steps had well nigh slipped.
4My heart is sore pained within me: And the terrors of death are fallen upon 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.
19Woe is me because of my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is [my] grief, and I must bear it.
24For my sighing cometh before I eat, And my groanings are poured out like water.
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.
28I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent.
4Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; My heart within me is desolate.
3For I know my transgressions; And my sin is ever before me.
3For my soul is full of troubles, And my life draweth nigh unto Sheol.
1My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, The grave is [ready] for me.
22For I am poor and needy, And my heart is wounded within me.
16Turn thee unto me, and have mercy upon me; For I am desolate and afflicted.
21For my soul was grieved, And I was pricked in my heart:
20My soul hath them still in remembrance, and is bowed down within me.
2For thine arrows stick fast in me, And thy hand presseth me sore.
2that I have great sorrow and unceasing pain in my heart.
13Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, Before I go hence, and be no more.
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.
3The cords of death compassed me, And the pains of Sheol gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.
16My face is red with weeping, And on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
22As for me, I said in my haste, I am cut off from before thine eyes: Nevertheless thou heardest the voice of my supplications When I cried unto thee.
16And now my soul is poured out within me; Days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
28I go mourning without the sun: I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
16When I thought how I might know this, It was too painful for me;
2I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; And my sorrow was stirred.
6They have prepared a net for my steps; My soul is bowed down: They have digged a pit before me; They are fallen into the midst thereof themselves. {{Selah
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.
15I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: While I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.
3I am weary with my crying; my throat is dried: Mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.
1My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2Even to-day is my complaint rebellious: My stroke is heavier than my groaning.
16As for me, I have not hastened from being a shepherd after thee; neither have I desired the woeful day; thou knowest: that which came out of my lips was before thy face.
14I am poured out like water, And all my bones are out of joint: My heart is like wax; It is melted within me.