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