Psalms 32:3
When I kept my mouth shut, my bones were wasted, because of my crying all through the day.
When I kept my mouth shut, my bones were wasted, because of my crying all through the day.
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4 For the weight of your hand was on me day and night; my body became dry like the earth in summer. (Selah.)
5 I made my wrongdoing clear to you, and did not keep back my sin. I said, I will put it all before the Lord; and you took away my wrongdoing and my sin. (Selah.)
2 I made no sound, I said no word, even of good; and I was moved with sorrow.
3 My heart was burning in my breast; while I was deep in thought the fire was lighted; then I said with my tongue,
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.
2 O my God, I make my cry in the day, and you give no answer; and in the night, and have no rest.
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.
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.
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.
2 In the day of my trouble, my heart was turned to the Lord: my hand was stretched out in the night without resting; my soul would not be comforted.
3 I will keep God in memory, with sounds of grief; my thoughts are troubled, and my spirit is overcome. (Selah.)
4 You keep my eyes from sleep; I am so troubled that no words come.
13 I am crying out with pain till the morning; it is as if a lion was crushing all my bones.
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.
24 In place of my food I have grief, and cries of sorrow come from me like water.
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.
40 This was my condition, wasted by heat in the day and by the bitter cold at night; and sleep went from my eyes.
1 <Of David.> My cry goes up to you, O Lord, my Rock; do not keep back your answer from me, so that I may not become like those who go down into the underworld.
27 My feelings are strongly moved, and give me no rest; days of trouble have overtaken me.
28 I go about in dark clothing, uncomforted; I get up in the public place, crying out for help.
16 Hearing it, my inner parts were moved, and my lips were shaking at the sound; my bones became feeble, and my steps were uncertain under me: I gave sounds of grief in the day of trouble, when his forces came up against the people in bands.
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.
3 My tears have been my food day and night, while they keep saying to me, Where is your God?
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.
4 Because of this my spirit is overcome; and my heart is full of fear.
9 And if I say, I will not keep him in mind, I will not say another word in his name; then it is in my heart like a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I am tired of keeping myself in, I am not able to do it.
17 My feet are near to falling, and my sorrow is ever before me.
21 My heart was made bitter, and I was pained by the bite of grief:
9 I will say to God my Rock, Why have you let me go from your memory? why do I go in sorrow because of the attacks of my haters?
10 The cruel words of my haters are like a crushing of my bones; when they say to me every day, Where is your God?
17 My soul is sent far away from peace, I have no more memory of good.
3 I am tired with my crying; my throat is burning: my eyes are wasted with waiting for my God.
13 For then I might have gone to my rest in quiet, and in sleep have been in peace,
3 When my spirit is overcome, your eyes are on my goings; nets have been secretly placed in the way in which I go.
2 How long is my soul to be in doubt, with sorrow in my heart all the day? how long will he who is against me be given power over me?
8 Even when I send up a cry for help, he keeps my prayer shut out.
6 The voice of my sorrow is a weariness to me; all the night I make my bed wet with weeping; it is watered by the drops flowing from my eyes.
22 You have seen this, O Lord; be not unmoved: O Lord, be not far from me.
14 For I have been troubled all the day; every morning have I undergone punishment.
14 So I was like a man whose ears are shut, and in whose mouth there are no sharp words.