Psalms 6:7
My eyes are wasting away with trouble; they are becoming old because of all those who are against me.
My eyes are wasting away with trouble; they are becoming old because of all those who are against me.
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7 My eyes have become dark because of my pain, and all my body is wasted to a shade.
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.
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.
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.
16 My face is red with weeping, and my eyes are becoming dark;
51 The Lord is unkind to my soul, more than all the daughters of my town.
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 For these things I am weeping; my eye is streaming with water; because the comforter who might give me new life is far from me: my children are made waste, because the hater is strong.
8 Go from me, all you workers of evil; for the Lord has given ear to the voice of my weeping.
3 I am tired with my crying; my throat is burning: my eyes are wasted with waiting for my God.
48 Rivers of water are running down from my eyes, for the destruction of the daughter of my people.
49 My eyes are streaming without stopping, they have no rest,
20 My friends make sport of me; to God my eyes are weeping,
7 But now he has overcome me with weariness and fear, and I am in the grip of all my trouble.
8 It has come up as a witness against me, and the wasting of my flesh makes answer to my face.
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;
8 My haters say evil of me all day; those who are violent against me make use of my name as a curse.
9 My eyes are wasting away because of my trouble: Lord, my cry has gone up to you every day, my hands are stretched out to you.
11 My eyes have seen trouble come on my haters; my ears have news of the fate of the evil-doers who have come up against me.
82 My eyes are full of weariness with searching for your word, saying, When will you give me comfort?
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?
3 Let my voice come before you, and give me an answer, O Lord my God; let your light be shining on me, so that the sleep of death may not overtake me;
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.
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,
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.
19 See how those who are against me are increased, for bitter is their hate of me.
7 Because it has been my saviour from all my trouble; and my eyes have seen the punishment of my haters.
7 O, keep in mind that my life is wind: my eye will never again see good.
8 The eye of him who sees me will see me no longer: your eyes will be looking for me, but I will be gone.
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.
9 From the evil-doers who are violent to me, and from those who are round me, desiring my death.
123 My eyes are wasted with desire for your salvation, and for the word of your righteousness.
1 My spirit is broken, my days are ended, the last resting-place is ready for me.
2 Truly, those who make sport of me are round about me, and my eyes become dark because of their bitter laughing.
5 My haters say evil against me, When will he be dead, and his name come to an end?
4 You keep my eyes from sleep; I am so troubled that no words come.
8 But my eyes are turned to you, O Lord God: my hope is in you; let not my soul be given up to death.
6 I am troubled, I am made low; I go weeping all the day.
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.
5 Because of the voice of my sorrow, my flesh is wasted to the bone.
3 My tears have been my food day and night, while they keep saying to me, Where is your God?
19 Do not let my haters be glad over me falsely; let not those who are against me without cause make sport of me.
5 Let my hater go after my soul and take it; let my life be crushed to the earth, and my honour into the dust. (Selah.)
139 My passion has overcome me; because my haters are turned away from your words.
2 My haters are ever ready to put an end to me; great numbers are lifting themselves up against me.
16 But now my soul is turned to water in me, days of trouble overtake me: