Psalms 77:3
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.
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.
I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.
I remembered God, and was troubled; I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.
I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.
I remember{H2142} God,{H430} and am disquieted:{H1993} I complain,{H7878} and my spirit{H7307} is overwhelmed.{H5848} {H5542}
I remembered{H2142}{H8799)} God{H430}, and was troubled{H1993}{H8799)}: I complained{H7878}{H8799)}, and my spirit{H7307} was overwhelmed{H5848}{H8691)}. Selah{H5542}.
When I was in heuynesse, I thought vpo God: whe my hert was vexed, then dyd I speake.
I did thinke vpon God, & was troubled: I praied, and my spirit was full of anguish. Selah.
I called to remembraunce God, and I was disquieted: I conferred with my selfe, and my spirite was wrapped in pensiuenesse. Selah.
I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.
I remember God, and I groan. I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. Selah.
I remember God, and make a noise, I meditate, and feeble is my spirit. Selah.
I remember God, and am disquieted: I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. Selah
I remember God, and am disquieted: I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. {{Selah
I will keep God in memory, with sounds of grief; my thoughts are troubled, and my spirit is overcome. (Selah.)
I remember God, and I groan. I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. Selah.
I said,“I will remember God while I groan; I will think about him while my strength leaves me.”(Selah)
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1 For the Chief Musician, according to Jeduthun, a psalm of Asaph.
2 My voice cries out to God, and I will call aloud; my voice reaches God, and He listens to me.
4 I remember God and moan; I meditate, and my spirit faints. Selah.
19 Remember my affliction and my wandering—the bitterness and the gall.
20 Surely my soul remembers and is bowed down within me.
6 I consider the days of old, the years long past.
4 My spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart is appalled inside me.
5 I remember the days of old; I meditate on all you have done; I consider the work of your hands.
26 I am not at ease, nor am I quiet; I have no rest, but turmoil comes.
7 To the roots of the mountains, I descended. The earth beneath barred me in forever, but You brought my life up from the pit, LORD my God.
2 I cry out to the LORD with my voice; with my voice I plead for mercy to the LORD.
3 I pour out my complaint before Him; I declare my troubles to Him.
9 Has His mercy ceased forever? Has His promise come to an end for all generations?
10 Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has He in anger shut up His compassion? Selah.
3 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God?
4 My tears have been my food day and night, while they say to me all day long, 'Where is your God?'
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.
3 When I kept silent, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.
4 For day and night your hand was heavy on me; my strength was drained as in the heat of summer. Selah.
1 A psalm of David, composed when he fled from his son Absalom.
2 LORD, how many are my enemies! Many are rising up against me.
27 My insides are in turmoil and never sit still; days of suffering confront me.
9 By day the LORD commands his steadfast love, and at night his song is with me—a prayer to the God of my life.
4 But you, LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
5 I call out to the LORD with my voice, and He answers me from His holy mountain. Selah.
3 The cords of death entangled me, the anguish of Sheol came over me; I was overcome by distress and sorrow.
6 My wounds are foul and festering because of my foolishness.
21 When my heart was embittered and my spirit was pierced within me,
15 That is why I am terrified in his presence; when I consider, I am afraid of him.
16 God has made my heart faint; the Almighty has terrified me.
8 For my loins are filled with burning, and there is no health in my body.
17 My soul has been deprived of peace; I have forgotten what happiness is.
3 I am sinking in deep mire where there is no foothold. I have come into deep waters, and the current has overwhelmed me.
9 You have not handed me over to the enemy, but you have set my feet in a spacious place.
6 When I remember, I am dismayed, and trembling seizes my body.
4 Is my complaint directed to a man? Why then should my spirit not be impatient?
1 I am disgusted with my life; I will give voice to my complaint and speak out in the bitterness of my soul.
5 Why are you cast down, my soul, and why are you so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will still praise Him—my Savior and my God.
3 Be gracious to me, LORD, for I am weak; heal me, LORD, for my bones are shaking with fear.
24 For my sighing comes before my food, and my groanings pour out like water.
6 My soul will be satisfied as with the richest of foods, and with joyful lips my mouth will praise you.
11 With crushing pain in my bones, my enemies taunt me, saying to me all day long, 'Where is your God?'
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.
7 As for me, I said in my prosperity, 'I will never be shaken.'
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.
27 If I say, 'I will forget my complaint, I will change my expression and smile,'
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.'
3 Let my prayer come before you; incline your ear to my cry.
16 And now my soul is poured out within me; days of suffering seize hold of me.