Psalms 22:14
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.
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.
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15My strength is dryed vp like a potsheard, and my tongue cleaueth to my iawes, and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
16For dogges haue compassed me, and the assemblie of the wicked haue inclosed me: they perced mine hands and my feete.
17I may tell all my bones: yet they beholde, and looke vpon me.
3For my dayes are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burnt like an herthe.
4Mine heart is smitten and withereth like grasse, because I forgate to eate my bread.
5For the voyce of my groning my bones doe cleaue to my skinne.
4And my spirit was in perplexitie in me, and mine heart within me was amased.
16Therefore my soule is nowe powred out vpon me, and the dayes of affliction haue taken holde on me.
17It pearceth my bones in the night, and my sinewes take no rest.
18For the great vehemencie is my garment changed, which compasseth me about as the colar of my coate.
19He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like ashes and dust.
6I am bowed, and crooked very sore: I goe mourning all the day.
7For my reines are full of burning, and there is nothing sound in my flesh.
8I am weakened and sore broken: I roare for the very griefe of mine heart.
20Behold, 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.
4My flesh and my skinne hath he caused to waxe olde, and he hath broken my bones.
13From 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.
14The yoke of my transgressions is bounde vpon his hand: they are wrapped, and come vp vpon my necke: hee hath made my strength to fall: the Lord hath deliuered me into their hands, neither am I able to rise vp.
13They gape vpon me with their mouthes, as a ramping and roaring lyon.
9Haue mercie vpon mee, O Lorde: for I am in trouble: mine eye, my soule and my bellie are consumed with griefe.
10For my life is wasted with heauinesse, and my yeeres with mourning: my strength faileth for my paine, and my bones are consumed.
12I was in welth, but he hath brought me to nought: he hath taken me by the necke, and beaten me, and set me as a marke for himselfe.
13His archers compasse mee rounde about: he cutteth my reines, and doth not spare, & powreth my gall vpon the ground.
14He hath broken me with one breaking vpon another, and runneth vpon me like a gyant.
22Because I am poore and needie, and mine heart is wounded within me.
4Mine heart trembleth within mee, and the terrours of death are fallen vpon me.
12I am forgotten, as a dead man out of minde: I am like a broken vessell.
10Mine heart panteth: my strength faileth me, and the light of mine eyes, euen they are not mine owne.
21Certainely mine heart was vexed, and I was pricked in my reines:
1To him that excelleth vpon Aiieleth Hasshahar. A Psalme of Dauid. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me, and art so farre from mine health, and from the wordes of my roaring?
11He hath stopped my wayes, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
2Haue mercie vpon me, O Lorde, for I am weake: O Lord heale me, for my bones are vexed.
24For my sighing commeth before I eate, and my roarings are powred out like the water.
24My knees are weake through fasting, and my flesh hath lost all fatnes.
13I rekoned to the morning: but he brake all my bones, like a lion: from day to night wilt thou make an ende of me.
19All my secret friends abhorred me, & they whome I loued, are turned against me.
20My bone cleaueth to my skinne and to my flesh, and I haue escaped with the skinne of my teeth.
2I sticke fast in the deepe myre, where no staie is: I am come into deepe waters, and the streames runne ouer me.
3I am wearie of crying: my throte is drie: mine eyes faile, whiles I waite for my God.
19My bely, my bely, I am pained, euen at the very heart: mine heart is troubled within me: I cannot be still: for my soule hath heard the sounde of the trumpet, and the alarme of the battell.
3When I helde my tongue, my bones consumed, or when I roared all the day,
21His flesh faileth that it can not be seene, and his bones which were not seene, clatter.
4I am counted among them that go downe vnto the pit, and am as a man without strength:
27My bowels did boyle without rest: for the dayes of affliction are come vpon me.
9Surely I haue eaten asshes as bread, and mingled my drinke with weeping,
20Rebuke hath broken mine heart, and I am full of heauinesse, and I looked for some to haue pitie on me, but there was none: and for comforters, but I found none.
22Let al their wickednes come before thee: do vnto them, as thou hast done vnto me, for all my transgressions: for my sighes are many, & mine heart is heauy.
30My skinne is blacke vpon me, & my bones are burnt with heate.
3Therefore are my loynes filled with sorow: sorowes haue taken me as the sorowes of a woman that trauayleth: I was bowed downe when I heard it, and I was amased when I sawe it.
3There is nothing sound in my flesh, because of thine anger: neither is there rest in my bones because of my sinne.