Isaiah 38:14
Like a crane or a swallow, so did I chatter: I did mourn as a dove: mine eyes fail with looking upward: O LORD, I am oppressed; undertake for me.
Like a crane or a swallow, so did I chatter: I did mourn as a dove: mine eyes fail with looking upward: O LORD, I am oppressed; undertake for me.
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6 I am like a pelican of the wilderness: I am like an owl of the desert.
7 I watch, and am as a sparrow alone upon the house top.
8 Mine enemies reproach me all the day; and they that are mad against me are sworn against me.
15 What 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.
6 And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove! for then would I fly away, and be at rest.
12 Mine 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.
13 I 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.
8 I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
9 Lord, all my desire is before thee; and my groaning is not hid from thee.
10 My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.
28 I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.
6 I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
18 When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint in me.
3 I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.
1 To the chief Musician, A alm of David. In the LORD put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?
15 For in thee, O LORD, do I hope: thou wilt hear, O Lord my God.
9 I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
4 Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
9 Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: mine eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my belly.
10 For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
17 For I am ready to halt, and my sorrow is continually before me.
20 Behold, 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.
21 They have heard that I sigh: there is none to comfort me: all mine enemies have heard of my trouble; they are gd that thou hast done it: thou wilt bring the day that thou hast called, and they shall be like unto me.
22 Let 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.
12 For 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.
2 Attend unto me, and hear me: I mourn in my complaint, and make a noise;
13 From 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 desote and faint all the day.
14 The 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.
9 Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: LORD, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.
1 To the chief Musician, Al-taschith, Michtam of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave. Be 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.
3 Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O LORD of hosts, my King, and my God.
1 Maschil of David; A Prayer when he was in the cave. I cried unto the LORD with my voice; with my voice unto the LORD did I make my supplication.
13 They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion.
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.
16 Turn thee unto me, and have mercy upon me; for I am desolate and afflicted.
24 For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.
12 Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear unto my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears: for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
8 I cried to thee, O LORD; and unto the LORD I made supplication.
11 We roar all like bears, and mourn sore like doves: we look for judgment, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far off from us.
16 For 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 desote, because the enemy prevailed.
14 I behaved myself as though he had been my friend or brother: I bowed down heavily, as one that mourneth for his mother.
52 Mine enemies chased me sore, like a bird, without cause.
16 My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
19 He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
6 Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.
4 Thou holdest mine eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
7 Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.
7 Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.
8 But mine eyes are unto thee, O GOD the Lord: in thee is my trust; leave not my soul destitute.
82 Mine eyes fail for thy word, saying, When wilt thou comfort me?