Psalms 38:11
My heart throbs, my strength has left me; even the light of my eyes—it has also gone from me.
My heart throbs, my strength has left me; even the light of my eyes—it has also gone from me.
My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my sore; and my kinsmen stand afar off.
My loved ones and friends stand aloof from my affliction, and my relatives stand far off.
My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my sore; and my kinsmen stand afar off.
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My lovers{H157}{(H8802)} and my friends{H7453} stand{H5975}{H8799)} aloof from{H5048} my sore{H5061}; and my kinsmen{H7138} stand{H5975}{H8804)} afar off{H7350}.
My louers & frendes stonde lokynge vpon my trouble, and my kynsmen are gone a farre of.
My louers and my friends stand aside from my plague, and my kinsmen stand a farre off.
My louers and my neygbours dyd stande on the other syde lokyng vpon my plague: and my kinsmen stoode a farre of.
My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my sore; and my kinsmen stand afar off.
My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my plague. My kinsmen stand far away.
My lovers and my friends over-against my plague stand. And my neighbours afar off have stood.
My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my plague; And my kinsmen stand afar off.
My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my plague; And my kinsmen stand afar off.
My lovers and my friends keep away from my disease; my relations keep far away.
My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my plague. My kinsmen stand far away.
Because of my condition, even my friends and acquaintances keep their distance; my neighbors stand far away.
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13 He has driven my brothers far from me, and my acquaintances have turned against me.
14 My relatives have ceased to be close, and my close friends have forgotten me.
15 The guests in my house and my maidservants regard me as a stranger; I have become a foreigner in their eyes.
18 Even little children despise me; when I rise, they speak against me.
19 All my close friends abhor me, and those I loved have turned against me.
20 My bones cling to my skin and my flesh, and I have escaped only by the skin of my teeth.
21 Have pity on me, have pity on me, my friends, because the hand of God has struck me.
5 For my iniquities have gone over my head; like a heavy burden, they are too much for me to bear.
6 My wounds are foul and festering because of my foolishness.
7 I am bent over and deeply bowed down; all day long I go about mourning.
8 For my loins are filled with burning, and there is no health in my body.
9 I am feeble and crushed; I groan because of the anguish of my heart.
10 O Lord, all my desires are before you, and my sighing is not hidden from you.
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.
11 My life is consumed with grief and my years with sighing; my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones are wasting away.
12 My loved ones and friends stand aloof from my affliction, and my relatives stand far off.
18 They surround me all day long like a flood; they have completely engulfed me.
8 Your wrath weighs heavily upon me, and you have overwhelmed me with all your waves. Selah.
21 Those who repay evil for good oppose me because I follow what is good.
7 When one of them comes to visit, he speaks falsely, his heart gathers wickedness, and when he goes out, he tells it to others.
8 All who hate me whisper together against me; they devise evil against me.
9 They say, 'A vile disease has overtaken him, and he will never rise again from where he lies.'
20 My intercessors are my friends; my eye drips to God.
15 But when I stumbled, they rejoiced and gathered together; attackers I did not know came against me, ripping at me without ceasing.
10 They detest me and keep far from me; they do not refrain from spitting in my face.
11 Because God has loosened my cord and afflicted me, they throw off all restraint in my presence.
12 On my right-hand side, the mob rises up; they push away my feet and build up their ways of destruction against me.
10 For my enemies have spoken against me; those who watch my life conspire together.
20 You know my reproach, my shame, and my disgrace; all my adversaries are before you.
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.
19 They divide my garments among them and cast lots for my clothing.
19 I called to my lovers, but they deceived me. My priests and my elders perished in the city while searching for food to revive their strength.
17 For I said, "Lest they rejoice over me; when my foot slips, they magnify themselves against me."
7 My eyes have grown dim from grief, and all my limbs are like a shadow.
7 I am worn out from my groaning; all night long I drench my bed with tears and flood my couch with weeping.
10 I hear many whispering, 'Terror on every side! Report him! Let’s report him!' All my friends are waiting for me to slip, saying, 'Perhaps he will be deceived; then we will prevail over him and take our revenge on him.'
11 He has turned aside my ways and torn me to pieces; He has made me desolate.
8 I lie awake; I am like a lonely bird on a housetop.
4 When my spirit grows faint within me, You know my path. In the way where I walk, they have hidden a trap for me.
16 "Because of these things I weep; my eyes, my eyes flow with tears. No one is near to comfort me, no one to restore my spirit. My children are desolate because the enemy has prevailed."
18 With great force my garment is disfigured; it binds me like the collar of my tunic.
12 My dwelling is pulled up and taken from me, like a shepherd's tent. I have rolled up my life like a weaver rolls a cloth; He cuts me off from the loom. Day and night You bring me to an end.
11 From birth I was cast upon you; from my mother’s womb, you have been my God.
14 All your lovers have forgotten you; they do not seek you. I have struck you as an enemy would, with cruel punishment, because of the greatness of your guilt and the many sins you have committed.
19 Look at my enemies, for they are many, and they hate me with violent hatred.
7 All the relatives of a poor person hate him; how much more do his friends avoid him. He pursues them with words, but they are not there.
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.
19 I confess my iniquity; I am anxious because of my sin.
5 I said, 'O LORD, have mercy on me; heal my soul, for I have sinned against you.'
1 Why, Lord, do You stand far off? Why do You hide Yourself in times of trouble?