Psalms 32:3
When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.
When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.
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4For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah.
5I acknowledged my sin unto thee, and mine iniquity have I not hid. I said, I will confess my transgressions unto the LORD; and thou forgavest the iniquity of my sin. Selah.
2I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, [even] from good; and my sorrow was stirred.
3My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: [then] spake I with my tongue,
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.
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.
2O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent.
10For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
3[There is] no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; neither [is there any] rest in my bones because of my sin.
4For mine iniquities are gone over mine head: as an heavy burden they are too heavy for 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.
9Lord, all my desire [is] before thee; and my groaning is not hid from thee.
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.
3I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.
4Thou holdest mine eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
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.
3Surely against me is he turned; he turneth his hand [against me] all the day.
4My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
24For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.
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.
40[Thus] I was; in the day the drought consumed me, and the frost by night; and my sleep departed from mine eyes.
1¶ [A Psalm] of David. Unto thee will I cry, O LORD my rock; be not silent to me: lest, [if] thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit.
27My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.
28I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, [and] I cried in the congregation.
16¶ When I heard, my belly trembled; my lips quivered at the voice: rottenness entered into my bones, and I trembled in myself, that I might rest in the day of trouble: when he cometh up unto the people, he will invade them with his troops.
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.
3My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where [is] thy God?
15What shall I say? he hath both spoken unto me, and himself hath done [it]: I shall go softly all my years in the bitterness of my soul.
4Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
9Then I said, I will not make mention of him, nor speak any more in his name. But [his word] was in mine heart as a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I was weary with forbearing, and I could not [stay].
17For I [am] ready to halt, and my sorrow [is] continually before me.
21¶ Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pricked in my reins.
9I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
10[As] with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where [is] thy God?
17And thou hast removed my soul far off from peace: I forgat prosperity.
3I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.
13For now should I have lain still and been quiet, I should have slept: then had I been at rest,
3When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they privily laid a snare for me.
2How long shall I take counsel in my soul, [having] sorrow in my heart daily? how long shall mine enemy be exalted over me?
8Also when I cry and shout, he shutteth out my prayer.
6I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.
22[This] thou hast seen, O LORD: keep not silence: O Lord, be not far from me.
14For all the day long have I been plagued, and chastened every morning.
14Thus I was as a man that heareth not, and in whose mouth [are] no reproofs.