Lamentations 3:20
My soul still keeps the memory of them; and is bent down in me.
My soul still keeps the memory of them; and is bent down in me.
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17My soul is sent far away from peace, I have no more memory of good.
18And I said, My strength is cut off, and my hope from the Lord.
19Keep in mind my trouble and my wandering, the bitter root and the poison.
21This I keep in mind, and because of this I have hope.
3The evil man has gone after my soul; my life is crushed down to the earth: he has put me in the dark, like those who have long been dead.
4Because of this my spirit is overcome; and my heart is full of fear.
5I keep in mind the early days of the past, giving thought to all your acts, even to the work of your hands.
3I will keep God in memory, with sounds of grief; my thoughts are troubled, and my spirit is overcome. (Selah.)
16But now my soul is turned to water in me, days of trouble overtake me:
10And I said, It is a weight on my spirit; but I will keep in mind the years of the right hand of the Most High.
4Let my soul be overflowing with grief when these things come back to my mind, how I went in company to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with the song of those who were keeping the feast.
21My heart was made bitter, and I was pained by the bite of grief:
7I went down to the bases of the mountains; as for the earth, her walls were about me for ever: but you have taken up my life from the underworld, O Lord my God.
6My soul is crushed down in me, so I will keep you in mind; from the land of Jordan and of the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.
17My feet are near to falling, and my sorrow is ever before me.
9Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am in trouble; my eyes are wasted with grief, I am wasted in soul and body.
10My life goes on in sorrow, and my years in weeping; my strength is almost gone because of my sin, and my bones are wasted away.
20See, O Lord, for I am in trouble; the inmost parts of my body are deeply moved; my heart is turned in me; for I have been uncontrolled: outside the children are put to the sword, and in the house there is death.
21Give ear to the voice of my grief; I have no comforter; all my haters have news of my troubles, they are glad because you have done it: let the day of fate come when they will be like me.
22Let all their evil-doing come before you; do to them as you have done to me for all my sins: for loud is the sound of my grief, and the strength of my heart is gone.
6I am troubled, I am made low; I go weeping all the day.
7I will be glad and have delight in your mercy; because you have seen my trouble; you have had pity on my soul in its sorrows;
6At the very thought of it my flesh is shaking with fear.
3My soul is in bitter trouble; and you, O Lord, how long?
18Sorrow has come on me! my heart in me is feeble.
15He has made my life nothing but pain, he has given me the bitter root in full measure.
3When my spirit is overcome, your eyes are on my goings; nets have been secretly placed in the way in which I go.
27My feelings are strongly moved, and give me no rest; days of trouble have overtaken me.
15What am I to say? seeing that it is he who has done it: all my time of sleeping I am turning from side to side without rest.
6The memory of my song comes back to me in the night; my thoughts are moving in my heart; my spirit is searching with care.
7My eyes have become dark because of my pain, and all my body is wasted to a shade.
5He has put up a wall against me, shutting me in with bitter sorrow.
6He has kept me in dark places, like those who have been long dead.
3For I am conscious of my error; my sin is ever before me.
6They have made ready a net for my steps; my soul is bent down; they have made a great hole before me, and have gone down into it themselves. (Selah.)
52I have kept the memory of your decisions from times past, O Lord; and they have been my comfort.
3The nets of death were round me, and the pains of the underworld had me in their grip; I was full of trouble and sorrow.
4My heart is deeply wounded, and the fear of death has come on me.
6When the memory of you comes to me on my bed, and when I give thought to you in the night-time.
13From on high he has sent fire into my bones, and it has overcome them: his net is stretched out for my feet, I am turned back by him; he has made me waste and feeble all the day.
6O Lord, keep in mind your pity and your mercies; for they have been from the earliest times.
7Do not keep in mind my sins when I was young, or my wrongdoing: let your memory of me be full of mercy, O Lord, because of your righteousness.
13But as for me, when they were ill I put on the clothing of sorrow: I went without food and was sad, and my prayer came back again to my heart.
3The ploughmen were ploughing on my back; long were the wounds they made.
4My heart is broken; it has become dry and dead like grass, so that I give no thought to food.
7My soul has no desire for such things, they are as disease in my food.
12When he makes search for blood, he has them in his memory: he is not without thought for the cry of the poor.
25For our souls are crushed down to the dust: our bodies are stretched out on the earth.
19Among all my troubled thoughts, your comforts are the delight of my soul.
28My soul is wasted with sorrow; give me strength again in keeping with your word