Psalms 143:3
For the enemy has pursued me, crushing my life to the ground and making me dwell in darkness, like those long dead.
For the enemy has pursued me, crushing my life to the ground and making me dwell in darkness, like those long dead.
For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.
For the enemy has persecuted my soul; he has crushed my life to the ground; he has made me dwell in darkness, like those long dead.
For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.
For the enemie persecuteth my soule, he smyteth my life downe to the grounde, he layeth me in the darcknesse, as the deed men of the worlde.
For the enemie hath persecuted my soule: he hath smitten my life downe to the earth: he hath layde me in the darkenes, as they that haue bene dead long agoe:
For the enemie hath persecuted my soule, he hath smitten my lyfe downe to the grounde: he hath layde me in darknesse as men that haue ben long dead.
For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.
For the enemy pursues my soul. He has struck my life down to the ground. He has made me live in dark places, as those who have been long dead.
For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.
For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; He hath smitten my life down to the ground: He hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.
For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; He hath smitten my life down to the ground: He hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.
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.
For the enemy pursues my soul. He has struck my life down to the ground. He has made me live in dark places, as those who have been long dead.
Certainly my enemies chase me. They smash me into the ground. They force me to live in dark regions, like those who have been dead for ages.
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2He has driven me away and brought me into darkness, not into light.
3Surely against me He turns His hand again and again, all day long.
4He has worn away my flesh and my skin; He has broken my bones.
5He has besieged me and surrounded me with bitterness and hardship.
6He has made me dwell in dark places, like those long dead.
7He has walled me in so I cannot escape; He has weighed down my chains.
4My spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart is appalled inside me.
5if I have repaid my friend with evil or have plundered my enemy without cause,
2How long, Lord, will You forget me forever? How long will You hide Your face from me?
3How long must I wrestle with my thoughts and have sorrow in my heart daily? How long will my enemy triumph over me?
4Look on me and answer, Lord my God. Give light to my eyes, or I will sleep in death.
53They threw me alive into a pit and cast a stone upon me.
3Let my prayer come before you; incline your ear to my cry.
4For my soul is filled with troubles, and my life draws near to Sheol.
5I am counted among those who go down to the pit; I am like a man without strength.
6Abandoned among the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more, cut off from your care.
13If I hope for Sheol as my home, and I make my bed in darkness,
11He has turned aside my ways and torn me to pieces; He has made me desolate.
13From on high he sent fire; it burns in my bones. He spread a net for my feet and turned me back. He made me desolate, faint all the day long.
3Pay attention to me and answer me. My thoughts are restless, and I am distraught.
4From the voice of the enemy, and from the oppression of the wicked—for they bring down trouble on me and in their anger they hate me.
9My soul clings to you; your right hand upholds me.
3I pour out my complaint before Him; I declare my troubles to Him.
10For my enemies have spoken against me; those who watch my life conspire together.
3The cords of death entangled me, the anguish of Sheol came over me; I was overcome by distress and sorrow.
6Too long has my soul dwelled with those who hate peace.
3God, save me by Your name, and vindicate me by Your power.
9You have not handed me over to the enemy, but you have set my feet in a spacious place.
10Be gracious to me, O LORD, for I am in distress. My eyes grow weak with sorrow, as do my soul and my body.
15I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed. My heart is like wax; it melts within me.
6Be exalted, O God, above the heavens; let Your glory be over all the earth.
13For he who avenges blood remembers them; he does not ignore the cries of the afflicted.
9By day the LORD commands his steadfast love, and at night his song is with me—a prayer to the God of my life.
5Let darkness and deep shadow claim it; let a cloud dwell upon it; let blackness of the day terrify it.
7Answer me quickly, Lord, for my spirit is fading. Do not hide your face from me, or I will be like those who go down to the pit.
2For You are the God of my refuge; why have You rejected me? Why must I go about mourning under the oppression of my enemy?
3Be gracious to me, LORD, for I am weak; heal me, LORD, for my bones are shaking with fear.
16And now my soul is poured out within me; days of suffering seize hold of me.
17My soul has been deprived of peace; I have forgotten what happiness is.
5The cords of death surrounded me, and the torrents of destruction overwhelmed me.
3Deliver me from evildoers, and save me from those who thirst for blood.
21People have heard my groaning, but there is no one to comfort me. All my enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that you have done it. Bring the day you have announced, so they may become like me.
6The cords of Sheol surrounded me; the snares of death confronted me.
3O LORD, my God, I cried to You for help, and You healed me.
7I am worn out from my groaning; all night long I drench my bed with tears and flood my couch with weeping.
13If only you would hide me in the grave and conceal me till your anger has passed! If you would set me a time and then remember me!
14But I, LORD, cry to you for help; in the morning, my prayer comes before you.
24Why do You hide Your face and consider me as Your enemy?
22A land of gloom like deep darkness, a land of shadow and disorder, where even the light is like darkness.
8He has blocked my path so I cannot pass; He has shrouded my ways with darkness.