Psalms 6:3
Be gracious to me, LORD, for I am weak; heal me, LORD, for my bones are shaking with fear.
Be gracious to me, LORD, for I am weak; heal me, LORD, for my bones are shaking with fear.
My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long?
My soul is also greatly troubled: but You, O LORD, how long?
My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long?
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My soule also is in greate trouble, but LORDE how longe?
My soule is also sore troubled: but Lorde how long wilt thou delay?
My soule also is greatly troubled: but O God howe long shall I be in this case?
My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long?
My soul is also in great anguish. But you, Yahweh--how long?
And my soul hath been troubled greatly, And Thou, O Jehovah, till when?
My soul also is sore troubled: And thou, O Jehovah, how long?
My soul also is sore troubled: And thou, O Jehovah, how long?
My soul is in bitter trouble; and you, O Lord, how long?
My soul is also in great anguish. But you, Yahweh--how long?
I am absolutely terrified, and you, LORD– how long will this continue?
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1 For the director, with stringed instruments, on the eighth. A psalm of David.
2 LORD, do not rebuke me in Your anger, nor discipline me in Your wrath.
4 My soul is greatly troubled. But You, LORD—how long?
1 For the director of music, a psalm of David.
2 How long, Lord, will You forget me forever? How long will You hide Your face from me?
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.
16 And now my soul is poured out within me; days of suffering seize hold of me.
17 At night my bones are pierced within me, and my veins find no rest.
2 How long will you torment my soul and crush me with words?
2 My voice cries out to God, and I will call aloud; my voice reaches God, and He listens to me.
3 For the enemy has pursued me, crushing my life to the ground and making me dwell in darkness, like those long dead.
4 My spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart is appalled inside me.
3 Let my prayer come before you; incline your ear to my cry.
46 You have shortened the days of his youth; you have covered him with shame. Selah
3 The cords of death entangled me, the anguish of Sheol came over me; I was overcome by distress and sorrow.
4 Then I called on the name of the Lord: 'O Lord, please save my life!'
11 For the sake of your name, Lord, preserve my life. In your righteousness, bring me out of trouble.
1 A psalm of David, composed when he fled from his son Absalom.
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.
8 For my loins are filled with burning, and there is no health in my body.
4 The LORD will sustain him on his sickbed and restore him from his illness.
6 For in death, no one remembers You; in the grave, who can give You thanks?
5 These things I remember as I pour out my soul: how I used to go with the multitude, leading the procession to the house of God, with shouts of joy and thanksgiving among the celebrating crowd.
6 Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why are you so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.
2 How lovely are Your dwelling places, O LORD of hosts!
6 My wounds are foul and festering because of my foolishness.
3 Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I cry out to You all day long.
14 But I, LORD, cry to you for help; in the morning, my prayer comes before you.
11 With crushing pain in my bones, my enemies taunt me, saying to me all day long, 'Where is your God?'
7 I hate those who pay regard to worthless idols, but I trust in the LORD.
5 How long, Lord? Will You be angry forever? Will Your jealousy burn like fire?
6 I stretch out my hands to you; my soul thirsts for you like a parched land. Selah.
3 How long, LORD, will the wicked, how long will the wicked exult?
28 My soul melts with sorrow; strengthen me according to Your word.
13 For he who avenges blood remembers them; he does not ignore the cries of the afflicted.
4 God, restore us! Make your face shine upon us so that we may be saved.
19 Will you never look away from me or leave me alone till I swallow my spit?
7 Return to your rest, O my soul, for the Lord has been good to you.
16 Turn to me and be gracious to me, for I am lonely and afflicted.
17 The troubles of my heart have multiplied; deliver me from my distresses.
6 Too long has my soul dwelled with those who hate peace.
4 He has worn away my flesh and my skin; He has broken my bones.
20 Surely my soul remembers and is bowed down within me.
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.
1 I am disgusted with my life; I will give voice to my complaint and speak out in the bitterness of my soul.
1 For the director, to the tune of 'The Doe of the Morning,' a psalm of David.
2 I will exalt You, O LORD, for You drew me up and did not let my enemies rejoice over me.
13 Return, O LORD! How long will it be? Have compassion on your servants.
1 To the chief musician: Do not destroy. A miktam of David, when he fled from Saul into the cave.