Psalms 39:3
I was silent in stillness; I held my peace even from good, but my sorrow was stirred up.
I was silent in stillness; I held my peace even from good, but my sorrow was stirred up.
My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spake I with my tongue,
My heart burned within me, while I was musing, the fire burned: then I spoke with my tongue,
My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spake I with my tongue,
My heart{H3820} was hot{H2552} within{H7130} me; While I was musing{H1901} the fire{H784} burned:{H1197} [Then]{H227} spake{H1696} I with my tongue:{H3956}
My heart{H3820} was hot{H2552}{(H8804)} within{H7130} me, while I was musing{H1901} the fire{H784} burned{H1197}{H8799)}: then{H227} spake{H1696}{H8765)} I with my tongue{H3956},
I helde my tonge, I was domme, I kepte sylence, yee eue from good wordes, but it was payne and grefe to me.
Mine heart was hote within me, and while I was musing, the fire kindeled, and I spake with my tongue, saying,
My heart was hotte within me, and whyle I was thus musyng the fire kyndled: and at the last I spake with my tongue.
My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: [then] spake I with my tongue,
My heart was hot within me. While I meditated, the fire burned: I spoke with my tongue:
Hot `is' my heart within me, In my meditating doth the fire burn, I have spoken with my tongue.
My heart was hot within me; While I was musing the fire burned: `Then' spake I with my tongue:
My heart was hot within me; While I was musing the fire burned: [Then] spake I with my tongue:
My heart was burning in my breast; while I was deep in thought the fire was lighted; then I said with my tongue,
My heart was hot within me. While I meditated, the fire burned: I spoke with my tongue:
my anxiety intensified. As I thought about it, I became impatient. Finally I spoke these words:
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1 For the director of music, for Jeduthun, a psalm of David.
2 I said, 'I will guard my ways so that I will not sin with my tongue; I will keep a muzzle on my mouth while the wicked are in my presence.'
9 But if I say, 'I will not mention Him or speak any more in His name,' His word is in my heart like a fire, a fire shut up in my bones. I am weary of holding it in; indeed, I cannot.
3 both low and high, rich and poor alike.
21 When my heart was embittered and my spirit was pierced within me,
1 To the director on lilies, a maskil of the sons of Korah, a song of love.
3 When I kept silent, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.
1 Indeed, my heart trembles at this and leaps from its place.
2 Look, I have opened my mouth; my tongue has spoken in my mouth.
3 My words come from an upright heart, and my lips speak with clarity.
3 Do not hide your face from me in the day of my distress; incline your ear to me; on the day I call, answer me quickly.
4 For my days vanish like smoke, and my bones are burned like a hearth.
27 and my heart was secretly enticed, and my hand offered them a kiss in worship,
4 My spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart is appalled inside me.
6 I consider the days of old, the years long past.
3 You have tested my heart; you have visited me at night. You have refined me and found no evil. I have resolved that my mouth will not transgress.
16 When I tried to understand all this, it troubled me deeply.
8 For my loins are filled with burning, and there is no health in my body.
2 The Spirit of the LORD spoke through me, and His word was on my tongue.
9 Deliver me from all my transgressions; do not make me the scorn of fools.
10 I am mute; I will not open my mouth because You have done this.
9 Smoke rose from his nostrils, and consuming fire came from his mouth; burning coals blazed out from him.
131 I open my mouth wide and pant, longing for Your commandments.
21 Clubs are regarded as stubble; he laughs at the rattling of javelins.
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.
15 What shall I say? He has spoken to me, and He has done this. I will walk humbly all my years because of this anguish of my soul.
14 The vows my lips uttered and my mouth spoke when I was in trouble.
17 I cried out to Him with my mouth, and His praise was on my tongue.
2 Therefore, my disquieting thoughts compel me to respond, and because of my agitation within me,
19 Who can contend with me? For now, if I am silent, I will perish.
20 Let me speak so that I may find relief; let me open my lips and answer.
14 My God, make them like whirling dust, like chaff before the wind.
16 Yes, my inmost being will exult when your lips speak what is right.
27 My insides are in turmoil and never sit still; days of suffering confront me.
8 Then the earth shook and trembled; the foundations of the mountains quaked and were shaken, because He was angry.
14 They open their mouths against me, like a lion ripping and roaring.
15 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed. My heart is like wax; it melts within me.
3 In the day of my trouble, I sought the Lord. My hand was stretched out at night and did not grow weary; my soul refused to be comforted.
18 My grief is beyond healing; my heart is faint within me.
11 Therefore, I will not restrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
10 I believed, therefore I spoke, 'I am greatly afflicted.'
19 When anxiety overwhelmed me, Your consolations brought joy to my soul.
23 Search me, God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts.
40 This was my situation: The heat consumed me in the daytime, and the cold at night, and sleep fled from my eyes.
4 My heart grew hot within me; as I meditated, the fire burned. Then I spoke with my tongue:
13 With my lips I recount all the judgments spoken by Your mouth.
1 A psalm of David, to bring to remembrance.
2 But as for me, my feet almost slipped, my steps nearly stumbled.
3 Set a guard over my mouth, LORD; keep watch over the door of my lips.
20 See, LORD, how distressed I am! I am in anguish within, my heart is overturned because I have been very rebellious. Outside, the sword bereaves; inside, there is only death.