Psalms 102:4
My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread.
My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread.
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3For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth.
9For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping,
10Because of thine indignation and thy wrath: for thou hast lifted me up, and cast me down.
11My days [are] like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass.
5By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.
3For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.
4Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
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.
10My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.
22For I [am] poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
23I am gone like the shadow when it declineth: I am tossed up and down as the locust.
24My knees are weak through fasting; and my flesh faileth of fatness.
9¶ Have 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.
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.
21¶ Thus 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.
4My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
12I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.
24For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.
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.
16He hath also broken my teeth with gravel stones, he hath covered me with ashes.
17And thou hast removed my soul far off from peace: I forgat prosperity.
18And I said, My strength and my hope is perished from the LORD:
18[When] I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart [is] faint in me.
20So that his life abhorreth bread, and his soul dainty meat.
21His flesh is consumed away, that it cannot be seen; and his bones [that] were not seen stick out.
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.
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.
3When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.
4For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah.
10Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
1¶ My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves [are ready] for me.
2My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of the LORD: my heart and my flesh crieth out for the living God.
3My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where [is] thy God?
3I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.
23¶ He weakened my strength in the way; he shortened my days.
5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.
7Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members [are] as a shadow.
7The things [that] my soul refused to touch [are] as my sorrowful meat.
12For innumerable evils have compassed me about: mine iniquities have taken hold upon me, so that I am not able to look up; they are more than the hairs of mine head: therefore my heart faileth me.
11All her people sigh, they seek bread; they have given their pleasant things for meat to relieve the soul: see, O LORD, and consider; for I am become vile.
6I stretch forth my hands unto thee: my soul [thirsteth] after thee, as a thirsty land. Selah.
12Mine age is departed, and is removed from me as a shepherd's tent: I have cut off like a weaver my life: he will cut me off with pining sickness: from day [even] to night wilt thou make an end of me.
19He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
2Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I [am] weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed.