Psalms 42:10
The cruel words of my haters are like a crushing of my bones; when they say to me every day, Where is your God?
The cruel words of my haters are like a crushing of my bones; when they say to me every day, Where is your God?
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8 But the Lord will send his mercy in the daytime, and in the night his song will be with me, a prayer to the God of my life.
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?
2 My soul is dry for need of God, the living God; when may I come and see the face of God?
3 My tears have been my food day and night, while they keep saying to me, Where is your God?
11 Why are you crushed down, O my soul? and why are you troubled in me? put your hope in God; for I will again give him praise who is my help and my God.
2 You are the God of my strength; why have you put me from you? why do I go in sorrow because of the attacks of my haters?
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 My haters say evil of me all day; those who are violent against me make use of my name as a curse.
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.
10 For my haters are waiting secretly for me; and those who are watching for my soul are banded together in their evil designs,
11 Saying, God has given him up; go after him and take him, for he has no helper.
10 O God, how long will those who are against us say cruel things? will the hater go on looking down on your name for ever?
9 I am broken by his wrath, and his hate has gone after me; he has made his teeth sharp against me: my haters are looking on me with cruel eyes;
10 Their mouths are open wide against me; the blows of his bitter words are falling on my face; all of them come together in a mass against me.
2 My haters are ever ready to put an end to me; great numbers are lifting themselves up against me.
5 Every day they make wrong use of my words; all their thoughts are against me for evil.
5 Why are you crushed down, O my soul? and why are you troubled in me? put your hope in God; for I will again give him praise who is my help and my God.
5 My haters say evil against me, When will he be dead, and his name come to an end?
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.
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.
5 Why are you crushed down, O my soul? and why are you troubled in me? put your hope in God, for I will again give him praise who is my help and my God.
24 Why is your face veiled from me, as if I was numbered among your haters?
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 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.
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.
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.
10 For numbers of them say evil secretly in my hearing (there is fear on every side): they say, Come, let us give witness against him; all my nearest friends, who are watching for my fall, say, It may be that he will be taken by deceit, and we will get the better of him and give him punishment.
11 But the Lord is with me as a great one, greatly to be feared: so my attackers will have a fall, and they will not overcome me: they will be greatly shamed, because they have not done wisely, even with an unending shame, kept in memory for ever.
2 I will say to God, Do not put me down as a sinner; make clear to me what you have against me.
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?
14 But I had faith in you, O Lord; I said, You are my God.
2 Unnumbered are those who say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. (Selah.)
3 Ten times now you have made sport of me; it gives you no sense of shame to do me wrong.
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.
4 And he who is against me may not say, I have overcome him; and those who are troubling me may not be glad when I am moved.
1 Why do you keep far away, O Lord? why are you not to be seen in times of trouble?
10 See, he is looking for something against me; in his eyes I am as one of his haters;
11 By him my ways have been turned on one side and I have been pulled in bits; he has made me waste.
14 I have become the sport of all the peoples; I am their song all the day.
15 But they took pleasure in my trouble, and came together, yes, low persons came together against me without my knowledge; they never came to an end of wounding me.
3 I am tired with my crying; my throat is burning: my eyes are wasted with waiting for my God.
19 See how those who are against me are increased, for bitter is their hate of me.
8 For every word I say is a cry for help; I say with a loud voice, Violent behaviour and wasting: because the word of the Lord is made a shame to me and a cause of laughing all the day.
22 Why are you cruel to me, like God, for ever saying evil against me?
17 I am able to see all my bones; their looks are fixed on me:
51 The bitter words of your haters, O Lord, shaming the footsteps of your king.
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.