Psalms 69:10

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For zeal for your house has consumed me, and the insults of those who insult you have fallen on me.

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  • Ps 35:13 : 13 But when they were ill, I wore sackcloth and humbled myself with fasting. My prayer returned to me unanswered.
  • Ps 102:8-9 : 8 I lie awake; I am like a lonely bird on a housetop. 9 All day long my enemies taunt me; those who ridicule me use my name as a curse.
  • Ps 109:24-25 : 24 My knees are weak from fasting, and my body has grown thin and gaunt. 25 I am an object of scorn to them; when they see me, they shake their heads.
  • Luke 7:33-34 : 33 'For John the Baptist came neither eating bread nor drinking wine, and you say, "He has a demon!"' 34 'The Son of Man has come eating and drinking, and you say, "Look, a glutton and a drunkard, a friend of tax collectors and sinners!"'

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  • 9I have become a stranger to my brothers, an alien to my mother’s sons.

  • Ps 69:11-12
    2 verses
    83%

    11I wept and fasted, but it brought reproach on me.

    12I wore sackcloth as my clothing and became a byword to them.

  • Ps 35:12-15
    4 verses
    79%

    12They repay me evil for good, leaving my soul in grief.

    13But when they were ill, I wore sackcloth and humbled myself with fasting. My prayer returned to me unanswered.

    14I behaved as if they were my friend or brother; I mourned as one mourning for a mother, bowed down in sorrow.

    15But when I stumbled, they rejoiced and gathered together; attackers I did not know came against me, ripping at me without ceasing.

  • Ps 69:19-21
    3 verses
    78%

    19Come near to my soul and redeem it; because of my enemies, ransom me.

    20You know my reproach, my shame, and my disgrace; all my adversaries are before you.

    21Reproach has broken my heart, and I am in despair. I looked for sympathy, but there was none; for comforters, but I found no one.

  • 7Let those who hope in you, Lord God of Hosts, not be ashamed because of me; let those who seek you, God of Israel, not be humiliated because of me.

  • Ps 102:8-9
    2 verses
    74%

    8I lie awake; I am like a lonely bird on a housetop.

    9All day long my enemies taunt me; those who ridicule me use my name as a curse.

  • Ps 109:24-25
    2 verses
    74%

    24My knees are weak from fasting, and my body has grown thin and gaunt.

    25I am an object of scorn to them; when they see me, they shake their heads.

  • 3You have insulted me ten times now; you are not even ashamed that you mistreat me.

  • 19After I turned away, I repented; after I came to understand, I struck my thigh in grief. I was ashamed and humiliated because I bore the disgrace of my youth.

  • 50Where is your steadfast love of old, LORD, which you swore to David in your faithfulness?

  • Ps 31:9-11
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    72%

    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.

    11My life is consumed with grief and my years with sighing; my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones are wasting away.

  • 3So I turned my attention to the Lord God, seeking Him in prayer and petitions, with fasting, sackcloth, and ashes.

  • 14For I am stricken all day long and chastened every morning.

  • Job 16:15-16
    2 verses
    72%

    15I have sewn sackcloth over my skin and buried my strength in the dust.

    16My face is red with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death.

  • 21When my heart was embittered and my spirit was pierced within me,

  • 6Therefore, I despise myself and repent in dust and ashes.

  • 3My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God?

  • 1A psalm of David, to bring to remembrance.

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    1For the director, with stringed instruments, on the eighth. A psalm of David.

  • 5Is this the kind of fast I have chosen, only a day for people to humble themselves? Is it only for bowing one's head like a reed and for lying in sackcloth and ashes? Is that what you call a fast, a day acceptable to the Lord?

  • 3I am sinking in deep mire where there is no foothold. I have come into deep waters, and the current has overwhelmed me.

  • 16All day long my disgrace is before me, and shame has covered my face.

  • 6My wounds are foul and festering because of my foolishness.

  • 10They gape at me with their mouths; they strike my cheeks in scorn and together they conspire against me.

  • 22Remove from me scorn and contempt, for I have kept Your testimonies.

  • 14I have become the laughingstock of all my people; their mocking song all day long.

  • 10I am mute; I will not open my mouth because You have done this.

  • 5If indeed you are exalting yourselves over me and using my disgrace to argue against me,

  • 3'Why have we fasted,' they say, 'and you have not seen it? Why have we humbled ourselves, and you have not noticed?' Yet on the day of your fasting, you pursue your own desires and oppress all your workers.

  • 6He has made me a byword among the peoples, and I have become one at whom they spit.

  • 28I walk in mourning without sunlight; I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.

  • 18My grief is beyond healing; my heart is faint within me.

  • 3I hear a rebuke that dishonors me, and my understanding prompts me to reply.

  • 17I did not sit in the company of revelers nor did I rejoice. Because of Your hand, I sat alone, for You have filled me with indignation.

  • 14The vows my lips uttered and my mouth spoke when I was in trouble.

  • 8Whenever I speak, I cry out, proclaiming violence and destruction. So the word of the LORD has brought me insult and reproach all day long.

  • 6To you they cried out and were delivered; in you they trusted and were not put to shame.

  • 8And now, Lord, what do I wait for? My hope is in You.

  • 19Woe to me because of my brokenness! My wound is incurable. Yet I said, 'This is my suffering, and I must endure it.'