Lamentations 3:6
He has kept me in dark places, like those who have been long dead.
He has kept me in dark places, like those who have been long dead.
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3 The 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.
4 Because of this my spirit is overcome; and my heart is full of fear.
7 He has put a wall round me, so that I am not able to go out; he has made great the weight of my chain.
8 Even when I send up a cry for help, he keeps my prayer shut out.
9 He has put up a wall of cut stones about my ways, he has made my roads twisted.
10 He is like a bear waiting for me, like a lion in secret places.
11 By him my ways have been turned on one side and I have been pulled in bits; he has made me waste.
12 With his bow bent, he has made me the mark for his arrows.
1 I am the man who has seen trouble by the rod of his wrath.
2 By him I have been made to go in the dark where there is no light.
3 Truly against me his hand has been turned again and again all the day.
4 My flesh and my skin have been used up by him and my bones broken.
5 He has put up a wall against me, shutting me in with bitter sorrow.
4 I am numbered among those who go down into the earth; I have become like a man for whom there is no help:
5 My soul is among the dead, like those in the underworld, to whom you give no more thought; for they are cut off from your care.
6 You have put me in the lowest deep, even in dark places.
8 My way is walled up by him so that I may not go by: he has made my roads dark.
9 He has put off my glory from me, and taken the crown from my head.
13 If I am waiting for the underworld as my house, if I have made my bed in the dark;
53 They have put an end to my life in the prison, stoning me with stones.
21 Before I go to the place from which I will not come back, to the land where all is dark and black,
22 A land of thick dark, without order, where the very light is dark.
13 From 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.
10 Those who were in the dark, in the black night, in chains of sorrow and iron;
19 Truly God has made me low, even to the earth, and I have become like dust.
15 He has made my life nothing but pain, he has given me the bitter root in full measure.
16 By him my teeth have been broken with crushed stones, and I am bent low in the dust.
17 My soul is sent far away from peace, I have no more memory of good.
16 Or as a child dead at birth I might never have come into existence; like young children who have not seen the light.
6 The cords of hell were round me: the nets of death came on me.
20 Why does he give light to him who is in trouble, and life to the bitter in soul;
5 Let the dark and the black night take it for themselves; let it be covered with a cloud; let the dark shades of day send fear on it.
17 For I am overcome by the dark, and by the black night which is covering my face.
11 God gives me over to the power of sinners, sending me violently into the hands of evil-doers.
12 I was in comfort, but I have been broken up by his hands; he has taken me by the neck, shaking me to bits; he has put me up as a mark for his arrows.
6 He has made me a word of shame to the peoples; I have become a mark for their sport.
3 So I have for my heritage months of pain to no purpose, and nights of weariness are given to me.
3 The nets of death were round me, and the pains of the underworld had me in their grip; I was full of trouble and sorrow.
3 When his light was shining over my head, and when I went through the dark by his light.
6 The light is dark in his tent, and the light shining over him is put out.
5 The cords of hell were round me: the nets of death came on me.
7 But now he has overcome me with weariness and fear, and I am in the grip of all my trouble.
13 If only you would keep me safe in the underworld, putting me in a secret place till your wrath is past, giving me a fixed time when I might come to your memory again!
11 He puts chains on my feet; he is watching all my ways.
23 To a man whose way is veiled, and who is shut in by God?
6 They 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.)
15 My throat is dry like a broken vessel; my tongue is fixed to the roof of my mouth, and the dust of death is on my lips.
3 When my spirit is overcome, your eyes are on my goings; nets have been secretly placed in the way in which I go.
12 I have gone from men's minds and memory like a dead man; I am like a broken vessel.
11 His wrath is burning against me, and I am to him as one of his haters.