Psalms 38:10
My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.
My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.
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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.
9Lord, all my desire [is] before thee; and my groaning is not hid from thee.
82Mine eyes fail for thy word, saying, When wilt thou comfort me?
4Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
18And I said, My strength and my hope is perished from the LORD:
7Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members [are] as a shadow.
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.
26My flesh and my heart faileth: [but] God [is] the strength of my heart, and my portion for ever.
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.
7Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.
11My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my sore; and my kinsmen stand afar off.
18[When] I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart [is] faint in me.
4My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me.
17¶ For this our heart is faint; for these [things] our eyes are dim.
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.
3I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.
4My heart panted, fearfulness affrighted me: the night of my pleasure hath he turned into fear unto me.
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.
11My days are past, my purposes are broken off, [even] the thoughts of my heart.
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.
7¶ Hear me speedily, O LORD: my spirit faileth: hide not thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit.
10I said in the cutting off of my days, I shall go to the gates of the grave: I am deprived of the residue of my years.
28¶ My soul melteth for heaviness: strengthen thou me according unto thy word.
13O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.
51Mine eye affecteth mine heart because of all the daughters of my city.
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.
17For I [am] ready to halt, and my sorrow [is] continually before me.
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.
123¶ Mine eyes fail for thy salvation, and for the word of thy righteousness.
16For these [things] I weep; mine eye, mine eye runneth down with water, because the comforter that should relieve my soul is far from me: my children are desolate, because the enemy prevailed.
13[Is] not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?
16And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
3Consider [and] hear me, O LORD my God: lighten mine eyes, lest I sleep the [sleep of] death;
16My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids [is] the shadow of death;
9Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: LORD, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.
23¶ He weakened my strength in the way; he shortened my days.
11My days [are] like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass.
9Cast me not off in the time of old age; forsake me not when my strength faileth.
22For I said in my haste, I am cut off from before thine eyes: nevertheless thou heardest the voice of my supplications when I cried unto thee.
16Turn thee unto me, and have mercy upon me; for I [am] desolate and afflicted.