Psalms 38:3
My flesh is wasted because of your wrath; and there is no peace in my bones because of my sin.
My flesh is wasted because of your wrath; and there is no peace in my bones because of my sin.
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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.
1 <A Psalm. Of David. To keep in memory.> O Lord, be not bitter with me in your wrath; let not your hand be on me in the heat of your passion.
2 For your arrows have gone into my flesh, and I am crushed under the weight of your hand.
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.
4 My flesh and my skin have been used up by him and my bones broken.
3 When I kept my mouth shut, my bones were wasted, because of my crying all through the day.
5 Because of the voice of my sorrow, my flesh is wasted to the bone.
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 <To the chief music-maker on corded instruments, on the Sheminith. A Psalm. Of David.> O Lord, do not be bitter with me in your wrath; do not send punishment on me in the heat of your passion.
2 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am wasted away: make me well, for even my bones are troubled.
3 My soul is in bitter trouble; and you, O Lord, how long?
17 See, in place of peace my soul had bitter sorrow. but you have kept back my soul from the underworld; for you have put all my sins out of your memory.
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.
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.
17 My feet are near to falling, and my sorrow is ever before me.
18 I will make clear my wrongdoing, with sorrow in my heart for my sin.
19 Pain is sent on him as a punishment, while he is on his bed; there is no end to the trouble in his bones;
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.
10 No longer let your hand be hard on me; I am wasted by the blows of your hand.
4 I said, Lord, have mercy on me; make my soul well, because my faith is in you.
3 I am troubled because of the voice of the cruel ones, because of the loud cry of the evil-doers; for they put a weight of evil on me, and they are cruel in their hate for me.
4 My heart is deeply wounded, and the fear of death has come on me.
27 My feelings are strongly moved, and give me no rest; days of trouble have overtaken me.
21 My heart was made bitter, and I was pained by the bite of grief:
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.
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.
16 The heat of your wrath has gone over me; I am broken by your cruel punishments.
6 That you take note of my sin, searching after my wrongdoing,
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.
10 Because of your passion and your wrath, for I have been lifted up and then made low by you.
17 My soul is sent far away from peace, I have no more memory of good.
6 The body, from head to foot, is all diseased; it is a mass of open wounds, marks of blows, and broken flesh: the flow of blood has not been stopped, and no oil has been put on the wounds.
4 Because of this my spirit is overcome; and my heart is full of fear.
7 The weight of your wrath is crushing me, all your waves have overcome me. (Selah.)
8 It has come up as a witness against me, and the wasting of my flesh makes answer to my face.
5 My flesh is covered with worms and dust; my skin gets hard and then is cracked again.
20 My bones are joined to my skin, and I have got away with my flesh in my teeth.
3 My days are wasted like smoke, and my bones are burned up as in a fire.
3 For I am conscious of my error; my sin is ever before me.
13 There is no help for your wound, there is nothing to make you well.
21 His flesh is so wasted away, that it may not be seen, and his bones. ...
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.