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.
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For the enemy{H341}{(H8802)} hath persecuted{H7291}{(H8804)} my soul{H5315}; he hath smitten{H1792} my life{H2416} down{H1792}{(H8765)} to the ground{H776}; he hath made me to dwell{H3427}{(H8689)} in darkness{H4285}, as those that have been long{H5769} dead{H4191}{(H8801)}.
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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2 He has driven me away and brought me into darkness, not into light.
3 Surely against me He turns His hand again and again, all day long.
4 He has worn away my flesh and my skin; He has broken my bones.
5 He has besieged me and surrounded me with bitterness and hardship.
6 He has made me dwell in dark places, like those long dead.
7 He has walled me in so I cannot escape; He has weighed down my chains.
4 My spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart is appalled inside me.
5 if I have repaid my friend with evil or have plundered my enemy without cause,
2 How long, Lord, will You forget me forever? How long will You hide Your face from me?
3 How long must I wrestle with my thoughts and have sorrow in my heart daily? How long will my enemy triumph over me?
4 Look on me and answer, Lord my God. Give light to my eyes, or I will sleep in death.
53 They threw me alive into a pit and cast a stone upon me.
3 Let my prayer come before you; incline your ear to my cry.
4 For my soul is filled with troubles, and my life draws near to Sheol.
5 I am counted among those who go down to the pit; I am like a man without strength.
6 Abandoned among the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more, cut off from your care.
13 If I hope for Sheol as my home, and I make my bed in darkness,
11 He has turned aside my ways and torn me to pieces; He has made me desolate.
13 From 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.
3 Pay attention to me and answer me. My thoughts are restless, and I am distraught.
4 From 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.
9 My soul clings to you; your right hand upholds me.
3 I pour out my complaint before Him; I declare my troubles to Him.
10 For my enemies have spoken against me; those who watch my life conspire together.
3 The cords of death entangled me, the anguish of Sheol came over me; I was overcome by distress and sorrow.
6 Too long has my soul dwelled with those who hate peace.
3 God, save me by Your name, and vindicate me by Your power.
9 You have not handed me over to the enemy, but you have set my feet in a spacious place.
10 Be gracious to me, O LORD, for I am in distress. My eyes grow weak with sorrow, as do my soul and my body.
15 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed. My heart is like wax; it melts within me.
6 Be exalted, O God, above the heavens; let Your glory be over all the earth.
13 For he who avenges blood remembers them; he does not ignore the cries of the afflicted.
9 By day the LORD commands his steadfast love, and at night his song is with me—a prayer to the God of my life.
5 Let darkness and deep shadow claim it; let a cloud dwell upon it; let blackness of the day terrify it.
7 Answer 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.
2 For You are the God of my refuge; why have You rejected me? Why must I go about mourning under the oppression of my enemy?
3 Be gracious to me, LORD, for I am weak; heal me, LORD, for my bones are shaking with fear.
16 And now my soul is poured out within me; days of suffering seize hold of me.
17 My soul has been deprived of peace; I have forgotten what happiness is.
5 The cords of death surrounded me, and the torrents of destruction overwhelmed me.
3 Deliver me from evildoers, and save me from those who thirst for blood.
21 People 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.
6 The cords of Sheol surrounded me; the snares of death confronted me.
3 O LORD, my God, I cried to You for help, and You healed me.
7 I am worn out from my groaning; all night long I drench my bed with tears and flood my couch with weeping.
13 If 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!
14 But I, LORD, cry to you for help; in the morning, my prayer comes before you.
24 Why do You hide Your face and consider me as Your enemy?
22 A land of gloom like deep darkness, a land of shadow and disorder, where even the light is like darkness.
8 He has blocked my path so I cannot pass; He has shrouded my ways with darkness.