Psalms 31:10
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.
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.
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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.
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.
9 Lord, all my desire is before you; my sorrow is not kept secret from you.
10 My heart goes out in pain, my strength is wasting away; as for the light of my eyes, it is gone from me.
7 My eyes are wasting away with trouble; they are becoming old because of all those who are against 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.
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.
11 Because of all those who are against me, I have become a word of shame to my neighbours; a cause of shaking the head and a fear to my friends: those who saw me in the street went in flight from me.
12 I have gone from men's minds and memory like a dead man; I am like a broken vessel.
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.
1 My spirit is broken, my days are ended, the last resting-place is ready for me.
4 My flesh and my skin have been used up by him and my bones broken.
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.
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.
7 My eyes have become dark because of my pain, and all my body is wasted to a shade.
2 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am wasted away: make me well, for even my bones are troubled.
17 My feet are near to falling, and my sorrow is ever before me.
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.
12 For unnumbered evils are round about me; my sins have overtaken me, so that I am bent down with their weight; they are more than the hairs of my head, my strength is gone because of them.
3 For my soul is full of evils, and my life has come near to the underworld.
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.
1 My soul is tired of life; I will let my sad thoughts go free in words; my soul will make a bitter outcry.
3 When I kept my mouth shut, my bones were wasted, because of my crying all through the day.
10 I said, In the quiet of my days I am going down into the underworld: the rest of my years are being taken away from me.
3 My flesh is wasted because of your wrath; and there is no peace in my bones because of my sin.
4 For my crimes have gone over my head; they are like a great weight which is more than my strength.
18 And I said, My strength is cut off, and my hope from the Lord.
23 He has taken my strength from me in the way; he has made short my days.
11 My days are like a shade which is stretched out; I am dry like the grass.
4 My heart is deeply wounded, and the fear of death has come on me.
15 What 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.
24 In place of my food I have grief, and cries of sorrow come from me like water.
10 No longer let your hand be hard on me; I am wasted by the blows of your hand.
11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the desires of my heart.
18 Sorrow has come on me! my heart in me is feeble.
21 My heart was made bitter, and I was pained by the bite of grief:
24 My knees are feeble for need of food; there is no fat on my bones.
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.
19 Sorrow is mine for I am wounded! my wound may not be made well; and I said, Cruel is my disease, I may not be free from it.
21 His flesh is so wasted away, that it may not be seen, and his bones. ...
8 It has come up as a witness against me, and the wasting of my flesh makes answer to my face.
22 For I am poor and in need, and my heart is wounded in me.