Psalms 22:14
I 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.
I 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.
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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.
16For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet.
17I may tell all my bones: they look [and] stare upon me.
3For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth.
4My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread.
5By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.
4Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
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.
18By the great force [of my disease] is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
19He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
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.
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.
4My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
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.
14The yoke of my transgressions is bound by his hand: they are wreathed, [and] come up upon my neck: he hath made my strength to fall, the Lord hath delivered me into [their] hands, [from whom] I am not able to rise up.
13They gaped upon me [with] their mouths, [as] a ravening and a roaring lion.
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.
12I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder: he hath also taken [me] by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark.
13His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.
14He breaketh me with breach upon breach, he runneth upon me like a giant.
22For I [am] poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
4My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me.
12I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.
10My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.
21¶ Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pricked in my reins.
1¶ To the chief Musician upon Aijeleth Shahar, A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? [why art thou so] far from helping me, [and from] the words of my roaring?
11He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
2Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I [am] weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed.
24For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.
24My knees are weak through fasting; and my flesh faileth of fatness.
13I reckoned till morning, [that], as a lion, so will he break all my bones: from day [even] to night wilt thou make an end of me.
19All my inward friends abhorred me: and they whom I loved are turned against me.
20My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.
2I sink in deep mire, where [there is] no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.
3I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.
19¶ My bowels, my bowels! I am pained at my very heart; my heart maketh a noise in me; I cannot hold my peace, because thou hast heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.
3When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.
21His flesh is consumed away, that it cannot be seen; and his bones [that] were not seen stick out.
4I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man [that hath] no strength:
27My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.
9For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping,
20Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: and I looked [for some] to take pity, but [there was] none; and for comforters, but I found none.
22Let all their wickedness come before thee; and do unto them, as thou hast done unto me for all my transgressions: for my sighs [are] many, and my heart [is] faint.
30My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.
3Therefore are my loins filled with pain: pangs have taken hold upon me, as the pangs of a woman that travaileth: I was bowed down at the hearing [of it]; I was dismayed at the seeing [of it].
3[There is] no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; neither [is there any] rest in my bones because of my sin.