Psalms 6:2
Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed.
Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed.
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3My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long?
4Return, O LORD, deliver my soul: oh save me for thy mercies' sake.
3The LORD will strengthen him upon the bed of languishing: thou wilt make all his bed in his sickness.
4I said, LORD, be merciful unto me: heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee.
1O LORD, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
9Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: mine eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my belly.
10For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
2O LORD my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
6I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
7For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.
8I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
16Turn thee unto me, and have mercy upon me; for I am desolate and afflicted.
17The troubles of my heart are enlarged: O bring thou me out of my distresses.
10Hear, O LORD, and have mercy upon me: LORD, be thou my helper.
4My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
13Have mercy upon me, O LORD; consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate me, thou that liftest me up from the gates of death:
14Heal me, O LORD, and I shall be healed; save me, and I shall be saved: for thou art my praise.
5By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.
22For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
1O LORD, rebuke me not in thy wrath: neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
2For thine arrows stick fast in me, and thy hand presseth me sore.
3There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.
20Behold, O LORD; for I am in distress: my bowels are troubled; mine heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: abroad the sword bereaveth, at home there is as death.
14I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.
15My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
26Help me, O LORD my God: O save me according to thy mercy:
16And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
17My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.
8Make me to hear joy and gladness; that the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice.
11Quicken me, O LORD, for thy name's sake: for thy righteousness' sake bring my soul out of trouble.
4Then called I upon the name of the LORD; O LORD, I beseech thee, deliver my soul.
5Gracious is the LORD, and righteous; yea, our God is merciful.
6The LORD preserveth the simple: I was brought low, and he helped me.
13O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.
6Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.
3Be merciful unto me, O Lord: for I cry unto thee daily.
7Hear, O LORD, when I cry with my voice: have mercy also upon me, and answer me.
1Have mercy upon me, O God, according to thy lovingkindness: according unto the multitude of thy tender mercies blot out my transgressions.
13From above hath he sent fire into my bones, and it prevaileth against them: he hath spread a net for my feet, he hath turned me back: he hath made me desolate and faint all the day.
1Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me: for my soul trusteth in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities be overpast.
107I am afflicted very much: quicken me, O LORD, according unto thy word.
7I will be glad and rejoice in thy mercy: for thou hast considered my trouble; thou hast known my soul in adversities;
6I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.
13Be pleased, O LORD, to deliver me: O LORD, make haste to help me.
16Hear me, O LORD; for thy lovingkindness is good: turn unto me according to the multitude of thy tender mercies.
21Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pricked in my reins.
4My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me.
28My soul melteth for heaviness: strengthen thou me according unto thy word.
76Let, I pray thee, thy merciful kindness be for my comfort, according to thy word unto thy servant.
2In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran in the night, and ceased not: my soul refused to be comforted.