Psalms 102:3

Bible in Basic English (1941)

My days are wasted like smoke, and my bones are burned up as in a fire.

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Referenced Verses

  • Jas 4:14 : 14 When you are not certain what will take place tomorrow. What is your life? It is a mist, which is seen for a little time and then is gone.
  • Lam 1:13 : 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.
  • Job 30:30 : 30 My skin is black and dropping off me; and my bones are burning with the heat of my disease.
  • Ps 37:20 : 20 But the wrongdoers will come to destruction, and the haters of the Lord will be like the fat of lambs, they will be burned up; they will go up in smoke, and never again be seen.
  • Ps 31:10 : 10 My 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.
  • Lam 3:4 : 4 My flesh and my skin have been used up by him and my bones broken.
  • Ps 38:3 : 3 My flesh is wasted because of your wrath; and there is no peace in my bones because of my sin.
  • Ps 119:83 : 83 For I have become like a wine-skin black with smoke; but I still keep the memory of your rules.
  • Ps 22:14-15 : 14 I am flowing away like water, and all my bones are out of place: my heart is like wax, it has become soft in my body. 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.

Similar Verses (AI)

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  • Ps 102:4-5
    2 verses
    83%

    4 My heart is broken; it has become dry and dead like grass, so that I give no thought to food.

    5 Because of the voice of my sorrow, my flesh is wasted to the bone.

  • Ps 102:8-11
    4 verses
    82%

    8 My haters say evil of me all day; those who are violent against me make use of my name as a curse.

    9 I have had dust for bread and my drink has been mixed with weeping:

    10 Because of your passion and your wrath, for I have been lifted up and then made low by you.

    11 My days are like a shade which is stretched out; I am dry like the grass.

  • Ps 31:9-10
    2 verses
    80%

    9 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am in trouble; my eyes are wasted with grief, I am wasted in soul and body.

    10 My 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.

  • 1 My spirit is broken, my days are ended, the last resting-place is ready for me.

  • Ps 22:14-15
    2 verses
    77%

    14 I am flowing away like water, and all my bones are out of place: my heart is like wax, it has become soft in my body.

    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.

  • 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.

  • 4 My flesh and my skin have been used up by him and my bones broken.

  • 30 My skin is black and dropping off me; and my bones are burning with the heat of my disease.

  • 2 Let not your face be veiled from me in the day of my trouble; give ear to me, and let my cry be answered quickly.

  • Job 30:16-19
    4 verses
    75%

    16 But now my soul is turned to water in me, days of trouble overtake me:

    17 The flesh is gone from my bones, and they give me no rest; there is no end to my pains.

    18 With great force he takes a grip of my clothing, pulling me by the neck of my coat.

    19 Truly God has made me low, even to the earth, and I have become like dust.

  • Ps 102:23-24
    2 verses
    75%

    23 He has taken my strength from me in the way; he has made short my days.

    24 I will say, O my God, take me not away before my time; your years go on through all generations:

  • 16 By him my teeth have been broken with crushed stones, and I am bent low in the dust.

  • 83 For I have become like a wine-skin black with smoke; but I still keep the memory of your rules.

  • 21 His flesh is so wasted away, that it may not be seen, and his bones. ...

  • 3 When I kept my mouth shut, my bones were wasted, because of my crying all through the day.

  • Ps 143:3-4
    2 verses
    74%

    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.

  • 11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the desires of my heart.

  • 10 My heart goes out in pain, my strength is wasting away; as for the light of my eyes, it is gone from me.

  • 28 Though a man comes to nothing like a bit of dead wood, or like a robe which has become food for the worm.

  • 14 As fire burning a wood, and as a flame causing fire on the mountains,

  • 10 No longer let your hand be hard on me; I am wasted by the blows of your hand.

  • 12 It would be a fire burning even to destruction, and taking away all my produce.

  • 12 I have gone from men's minds and memory like a dead man; I am like a broken vessel.

  • Job 7:5-6
    2 verses
    72%

    5 My flesh is covered with worms and dust; my skin gets hard and then is cracked again.

    6 My days go quicker than the cloth-worker's thread, and come to an end without hope.

  • 18 For evil was burning like a fire; the blackberries and thorns were burned up; the thick woods took fire, rolling up in dark clouds of smoke.

  • 3 My heart was burning in my breast; while I was deep in thought the fire was lighted; then I said with my tongue,

  • 7 Be quick in answering me, O Lord, for the strength of my spirit is gone: let me see your face, so that I may not be like those who go down into the underworld.

  • Isa 38:12-13
    2 verses
    72%

    12 My resting-place is pulled up and taken away from me like a herdsman's tent: my life is rolled up like a linen-worker's thread; I am cut off from the cloth on the frame: from day even to night you give me up to pain.

    13 I am crying out with pain till the morning; it is as if a lion was crushing all my bones.

  • 46 How long, O Lord, will you Keep yourself for ever from our eyes? how long will your wrath be burning like fire?

  • 7 Our bones are broken up at the mouth of the underworld, as the earth is broken by the plough.

  • 72%

    2 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am wasted away: make me well, for even my bones are troubled.

  • 19 O Lord, my cry goes up to you: for fire has put an end to the grass-lands of the waste, and all the trees of the field are burned with its flame.

  • 17 Under the burning sun they are cut off, and come to nothing because of the heat.

  • 11 By him my ways have been turned on one side and I have been pulled in bits; he has made me waste.

  • 71%

    7 My eyes are wasting away with trouble; they are becoming old because of all those who are against me.

  • 7 My eyes have become dark because of my pain, and all my body is wasted to a shade.

  • 20 Saying, Truly, their substance is cut off, and their wealth is food for the fire.