Psalms 38:17
My feet are near to falling, and my sorrow is ever before me.
My feet are near to falling, and my sorrow is ever before me.
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18 I will make clear my wrongdoing, with sorrow in my heart for my sin.
4 For my crimes have gone over my head; they are like a great weight which is more than my strength.
5 My wounds are poisoned and evil-smelling, because of my foolish behaviour.
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.
16 I said, Let them not be glad over me; when my foot is moved, let them not be lifted up with pride against me.
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.
18 Sorrow has come on me! my heart in me is feeble.
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.
7 My eyes have become dark because of my pain, and all my body is wasted to a shade.
2 But as for me, my feet had almost gone from under me; I was near to slipping;
4 My heart is deeply wounded, and the fear of death has come on 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.
21 Give ear to the voice of my grief; I have no comforter; all my haters have news of my troubles, they are glad because you have done it: let the day of fate come when they will be like me.
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.
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.
24 In place of my food I have grief, and cries of sorrow come from me like water.
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.
28 I go in fear of all my pains; I am certain that I will not be free from sin in your eyes.
4 Because of this my spirit is overcome; and my heart is full of fear.
3 For I am conscious of my error; my sin is ever before me.
3 For my soul is full of evils, and my life has come near to the underworld.
1 My spirit is broken, my days are ended, the last resting-place is ready for me.
22 For I am poor and in need, and my heart is wounded in me.
16 Be turned to me, and have mercy on me; for I am troubled and have no helper.
21 My heart was made bitter, and I was pained by the bite of grief:
20 My soul still keeps the memory of them; and is bent down in me.
2 For your arrows have gone into my flesh, and I am crushed under the weight of your hand.
2 That I am full of sorrow and pain without end.
13 Let your wrath be turned away from me, so that I may be comforted, before I go away from here, and become nothing.
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 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.
16 My face is red with weeping, and my eyes are becoming dark;
22 And as for me, I said in my fear, I am cut off from before your eyes; but you gave ear to the voice of my prayer, when my cry went up to you.
16 But now my soul is turned to water in me, days of trouble overtake me:
28 I go about in dark clothing, uncomforted; I get up in the public place, crying out for help.
16 When my thoughts were turned to see the reason of this, it was a weariness in my eyes;
2 I made no sound, I said no word, even of good; and I was moved with sorrow.
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.)
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.
15 I have been troubled and in fear of death from the time when I was young; your wrath is hard on me, and I have no strength.
3 I am tired with my crying; my throat is burning: my eyes are wasted with waiting for my God.
1 My soul is tired of life; I will let my sad thoughts go free in words; my soul will make a bitter outcry.
2 Even today my outcry is bitter; his hand is hard on my sorrow.
16 As for me, I have not said; Let the day of trouble come to them quickly; and I have not been hoping for the death-giving day; you have knowledge of what came from my lips; it was open before you.
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.