Psalms 22:14
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.
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.
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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.
16 Dogs have come round me: I am shut in by the band of evil-doers; they made wounds in my hands and feet.
17 I am able to see all my bones; their looks are fixed on me:
3 My days are wasted like smoke, and my bones are burned up as in a fire.
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.
4 Because of this my spirit is overcome; and my heart is full of fear.
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.
6 I am troubled, I am made low; I go weeping all the day.
7 For my body is full of burning; all my flesh is unhealthy.
8 I am feeble and crushed down; I gave a cry like a lion because of the grief in my heart.
20 See, 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.
4 My flesh and my skin have been used up by him and my bones broken.
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.
14 A watch is kept on my sins; they are joined together by his hand, they have come on to my neck; he has made my strength give way: the Lord has given me up into the hands of those against whom I have no power.
13 I saw their mouths wide open, like lions crying after food.
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.
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.
13 His bowmen come round about me; their arrows go through my body without mercy; my life is drained out on the earth.
14 I am broken with wound after wound; he comes rushing on me like a man of war.
22 For I am poor and in need, and my heart is wounded in me.
4 My heart is deeply wounded, and the fear of death has come on me.
12 I have gone from men's minds and memory like a dead man; I am like a broken vessel.
10 My heart goes out in pain, my strength is wasting away; as for the light of my eyes, it is gone from me.
21 My heart was made bitter, and I was pained by the bite of grief:
1 <To the chief music-maker on Aijeleth-hash-shahar. A Psalm. Of David.> My God, my God, why are you turned away from me? why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my crying?
11 By him my ways have been turned on one side and I have been pulled in bits; he has made me waste.
2 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am wasted away: make me well, for even my bones are troubled.
24 In place of my food I have grief, and cries of sorrow come from me like water.
24 My knees are feeble for need of food; there is no fat on my bones.
13 I am crying out with pain till the morning; it is as if a lion was crushing all my bones.
19 All the men of my circle keep away from me; and those dear to me are turned against me.
20 My bones are joined to my skin, and I have got away with my flesh in my teeth.
2 My feet are deep in the soft earth, where there is no support; I have come into deep waters, the waves are flowing over me.
3 I am tired with my crying; my throat is burning: my eyes are wasted with waiting for my God.
19 My soul, my soul! I am pained to my inmost heart; my heart is troubled in me; I am not able to be quiet, because the sound of the horn, the note of war, has come to my ears.
3 When I kept my mouth shut, my bones were wasted, because of my crying all through the day.
21 His flesh is so wasted away, that it may not be seen, and his bones. ...
4 I am numbered among those who go down into the earth; I have become like a man for whom there is no help:
27 My feelings are strongly moved, and give me no rest; days of trouble have overtaken me.
9 I have had dust for bread and my drink has been mixed with weeping:
20 My heart is broken by bitter words, I am full of grief; I made a search for some to have pity on me, but there was no one; I had no comforter.
22 Let 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.
30 My skin is black and dropping off me; and my bones are burning with the heat of my disease.
3 For this cause I am full of bitter grief; pains like the pains of a woman in childbirth have come on me: I am bent down with sorrow at what comes to my ears; I am shocked by what I see.
3 My flesh is wasted because of your wrath; and there is no peace in my bones because of my sin.