Psalms 73:21
For my soul was grieved, And I was pricked in my heart:
For my soul was grieved, And I was pricked in my heart:
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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.
16When I thought how I might know this, It was too painful for me;
4Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; My heart within me is desolate.
4My heart is sore pained within me: And the terrors of death are fallen upon me.
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.
13He hath caused the shafts of his quiver to enter into my reins.
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.
3Therefore are my loins filled with anguish; pangs have taken hold upon me, as the pangs of a woman in travail: I am pained so that I cannot hear; I am dismayed so that I cannot see.
4My heart fluttereth, horror hath affrighted me; the twilight that I desired hath been turned into trembling unto 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.
14I am poured out like water, And all my bones are out of joint: My heart is like wax; It is melted within me.
18Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! my heart is faint within me.
13His archers compass me round about; He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; He poureth out my gall upon the ground.
22So brutish was I, and ignorant; I was [as] a beast before thee.
27My heart is troubled, and resteth not; Days of affliction are come upon me.
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.
14For all the day long have I been plagued, And chastened every morning.
2But as for me, my feet were almost gone; My steps had well nigh slipped.
19Remember mine affliction and my misery, the wormwood and the gall.
20My soul hath them still in remembrance, and is bowed down within me.
22For I am poor and needy, And my heart is wounded within me.
17For I am ready to fall, And my sorrow is continually before me.
3My heart was hot within me; While I was musing the fire burned: [Then] spake I with my tongue:
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.
1Yea, at this my heart trembleth, And is moved out of its place.
16For God hath made my heart faint, And the Almighty hath terrified me;
3The cords of death compassed me, And the pains of Sheol gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.
11He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces; he hath made me desolate.
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.
2Examine me, O Jehovah, and prove me; Try my heart and my mind.
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.
19Woe is me because of my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is [my] grief, and I must bear it.
3When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, Thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walk Have they hidden a snare for me.
1[For the Chief Musician. Maschil of the sons of Korah]. As the hart panteth after the water brooks, So panteth my soul after thee, O God.
19My anguish, my anguish! I am pained at my very heart; my heart is disquieted in me; I cannot hold my peace; because thou hast heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.
7Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, And all my members are as a shadow.
11Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
17For the iniquity of his covetousness was I wroth, and smote him; I hid [my face] and was wroth; and he went on backsliding in the way of his heart.
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.
2For thine arrows stick fast in me, And thy hand presseth me sore.
2Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah; for I am withered away: O Jehovah, heal me; for my bones are troubled.
3My soul also is sore troubled: And thou, O Jehovah, how long?
2Even to-day is my complaint rebellious: My stroke is heavier than my groaning.
17The troubles of my heart are enlarged: Oh bring thou me out of my distresses.