Psalms 109:24
My knees are weake through fasting, and my flesh hath lost all fatnes.
My knees are weake through fasting, and my flesh hath lost all fatnes.
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10 Mine heart panteth: my strength faileth me, and the light of mine eyes, euen they are not mine owne.
3 For my dayes are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burnt like an herthe.
4 Mine heart is smitten and withereth like grasse, because I forgate to eate my bread.
5 For the voyce of my groning my bones doe cleaue to my skinne.
22 Because I am poore and needie, and mine heart is wounded within me.
23 I depart like the shadowe that declineth, and am shaken off as the grashopper.
9 Haue mercie vpon mee, O Lorde: for I am in trouble: mine eye, my soule and my bellie are consumed with griefe.
10 For my life is wasted with heauinesse, and my yeeres with mourning: my strength faileth for my paine, and my bones are consumed.
14 I am like water powred out, and all my bones are out of ioynt: mine heart is like waxe: it is molten in the middes of my bowels.
15 My strength is dryed vp like a potsheard, and my tongue cleaueth to my iawes, and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
20 So that his life causeth him to abhorre bread, and his soule daintie meate.
21 His flesh faileth that it can not be seene, and his bones which were not seene, clatter.
25 I became also a rebuke vnto them: they that looked vpon me, shaked their heads.
4 My flesh and my skinne hath he caused to waxe olde, and he hath broken my bones.
10 I wept and my soule fasted, but that was to my reproofe.
26 My flesh fayleth and mine heart also: but God is the strength of mine heart, and my portion for euer.
17 All handes shalbe weake, and all knees shall fall away as water.
8 And hast made me full of wrinkles which is a witnesse thereof, and my leannes ryseth vp in me, testifying the same in my face.
2 Haue mercie vpon me, O Lorde, for I am weake: O Lord heale me, for my bones are vexed.
5 Both hungrie and thirstie, their soule fainted in them.
6 I am bowed, and crooked very sore: I goe mourning all the day.
7 For my reines are full of burning, and there is nothing sound in my flesh.
8 I am weakened and sore broken: I roare for the very griefe of mine heart.
25 For our soule is beaten downe vnto the dust: our belly cleaueth vnto the ground.
11 My dayes are like a shadowe that fadeth, and I am withered like grasse.
28 My soule melteth for heauinesse: raise mee vp according vnto thy worde.
23 He abated my strength in the way, and shortened my dayes.
82 Mine eyes faile for thy promes, saying, when wilt thou comfort me?
3 I am wearie of crying: my throte is drie: mine eyes faile, whiles I waite for my God.
24 For my sighing commeth before I eate, and my roarings are powred out like the water.
2 As for me, my feete were almost gone: my steps had welneere slipt.
4 And my spirit was in perplexitie in me, and mine heart within me was amased.
7 Such things as my soule refused to touch, as were sorowes, are my meate.
3 When I helde my tongue, my bones consumed, or when I roared all the day,
27 My bowels did boyle without rest: for the dayes of affliction are come vpon me.
13 From aboue hath hee sent fire into my bones, which preuaile against them: he hath spred a net for my feete, and turned me backe: hee hath made me desolate, and daily in heauinesse.
2 When the wicked, euen mine enemies and my foes came vpon mee to eate vp my flesh; they stumbled and fell.
20 Behold, O Lorde, howe I am troubled: my bowels swell: mine heart is turned within me, for I am ful of heauinesse: the sword spoyleth abroad, as death doeth at home.
20 My bone cleaueth to my skinne and to my flesh, and I haue escaped with the skinne of my teeth.
3 My teares haue bin my meate day & night, while they dayly say vnto me, Where is thy God?
16 Therefore my soule is nowe powred out vpon me, and the dayes of affliction haue taken holde on me.
17 It pearceth my bones in the night, and my sinewes take no rest.
5 My flesh is clothed with wormes and filthinesse of the dust: my skinne is rent, and become horrible.
13 Yet I, when they were sicke, I was clothed with a sacke: I humbled my soule with fasting: and my praier was turned vpon my bosome.
30 Euen the yong men shall faint, and be wearie, and the yong men shall stumble and fall.
3 For pouertie and famine they were solitary, fleeing into the wildernes, which is darke, desolate and waste.
7 Mine eye therefore is dimme for griefe, and all my strength is like a shadowe.
9 Surely I haue eaten asshes as bread, and mingled my drinke with weeping,
18 Their soule abhorreth al meat, and they are brought to deaths doore.
6 I stretch forth mine hands vnto thee: my soule desireth after thee, as the thirstie land. Selah.