Psalms 77:3
I remember God, and am disquieted: I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. {{Selah
I remember God, and am disquieted: I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. {{Selah
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1[For the Chief Musician; afer the manner of Jeduthun. A Psalm of Asaph]. I will cry unto God with my voice, Even unto God with my voice; and he will give ear unto me.
2In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: My hand was stretched out in the night, and slacked not; My soul refused to be comforted.
4Thou holdest mine eyes watching: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
19Remember mine affliction and my misery, the wormwood and the gall.
20My soul hath them still in remembrance, and is bowed down within me.
6I call to remembrance my song in the night: I commune with mine own heart; And my spirit maketh diligent search.
4Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; My heart within me is desolate.
5I remember the days of old; I meditate on all thy doings; I muse on the work of thy hands.
26I am not at ease, neither am I quiet, neither have I rest; But trouble cometh.
7When my soul fainted within me, I remembered Jehovah; And my prayer came in unto thee, into thy holy temple.
2I pour out my complaint before him; I show before him my trouble.
3When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, Thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walk Have they hidden a snare for me.
9Hath God forgotten to be gracious? Hath he in anger shut up his tender mercies? {{Selah
10And I said, This is my infirmity; [But I will remember] the years of the right hand of the Most High.
3My tears have been my food day and night, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
4These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, How I went with the throng, and led them to the house of God, With the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday.
5Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And [why] art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him [For] the help of his countenance.
6O my God, my soul is cast down within me: Therefore do I remember thee from the land of the Jordan, And the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.
3When I kept silence, my bones wasted away Through my groaning all the day long.
4For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: My moisture was changed [as] with the drought of summer. {{Selah
1[A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son]. Jehovah, how are mine adversaries increased! Many are they that rise up against me.
2Many there are that say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. {{Selah
27My heart is troubled, and resteth not; Days of affliction are come upon me.
9I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
4I cry unto Jehovah with my voice, And he answereth me out of his holy hill. {{Selah
5I laid me down and slept; I awaked; For Jehovah sustaineth me.
3The cords of death compassed me, And the pains of Sheol gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.
6I am pained and bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
21For my soul was grieved, And I was pricked in my heart:
15Therefore am I terrified at his presence; When I consider, I am afraid of him.
16For God hath made my heart faint, And the Almighty hath terrified me;
8I am faint and sore bruised: I have groaned by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
17And thou hast removed my soul far off from peace; I forgat prosperity.
3I am weary with my crying; my throat is dried: Mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.
9Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah, for I am in distress: Mine eye wasteth away with grief, [yea], my soul and my body.
6Even when I remember I am troubled, And horror taketh hold on my flesh.
4As for me, is my complaint to man? And why should I not be impatient?
1My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
5Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; For I shall yet praise him, [Who is] the help of my countenance, and my God.
3My soul also is sore troubled: And thou, O Jehovah, how long?
24For my sighing cometh before I eat, And my groanings are poured out like water.
6When I remember thee upon my bed, [And] meditate on thee in the night-watches.
11Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; For I shall yet praise him, [Who is] the help of my countenance, and my God.
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.
7Thou, Jehovah, of thy favor hadst made my mountain to stand strong: Thou didst hide thy face; I was troubled.
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.
27If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will put off my [sad] countenance, and be of good cheer;
2I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; And my sorrow was stirred.
3For my soul is full of troubles, And my life draweth nigh unto Sheol.
16And now my soul is poured out within me; Days of affliction have taken hold upon me.