Psalms 143:3
For 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.
For 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.
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2He hath led me, and brought me into darkness, but not into light.
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.
5He hath builded against me, and compassed me with gall and travail.
6He hath set me in dark pces, as they that be dead of old.
7He hath hedged me about, that I cannot get out: he hath made my chain heavy.
4Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
5Let the enemy persecute my soul, and take it; yea, let him tread down my life upon the earth, and lay mine honour in the dust. Selah.
2How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart daily? how long shall mine enemy be exalted over me?
3Consider and hear me, O LORD my God: lighten mine eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death;
4Lest mine enemy say, I have prevailed against him; and those that trouble me rejoice when I am moved.
53They have cut off my life in the dungeon, and cast a stone upon me.
3For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.
4I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength:
5Free among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more: and they are cut off from thy hand.
6Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the dee.
13If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.
11He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desote.
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 desote and faint all the day.
3Because of the voice of the enemy, because of the oppression of the wicked: for they cast iniquity upon me, and in wrath they hate me.
4My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me.
9But those that seek my soul, to destroy it, shall go into the lower parts of the earth.
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.
10For mine enemies speak against me; and they that lay wait for my soul take counsel together,
3The sorrows of death compassed me, and the pains of hell gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.
6My soul hath long dwelt with him that hateth peace.
3For strangers are risen up against me, and oppressors seek after my soul: they have not set God before them. Selah.
9Have 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.
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.
6They have prepared a net for my ste; my soul is bowed down: they have digged a pit before me, into the midst whereof they are fallen themselves. Selah.
13Have mercy upon me, O LORD; consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate me, thou that liftest me up from the gates of death:
9I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
5Let darkness and the shadow of death stain it; let a cloud dwell upon it; let the blackness of the day terrify it.
7Hear 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.
2For thou art the God of my strength: why dost thou cast me off? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
3My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long?
16And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
17And thou hast removed my soul far off from peace: I forgat prosperity.
5The sorrows of hell compassed me about: the snares of death prevented me.
3For, lo, they lie in wait for my soul: the mighty are gathered against me; not for my transgression, nor for my sin, O LORD.
21They 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.
6The sorrows of hell compassed me about; the snares of death prevented me;
3O LORD, thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.
7Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.
13O that thou wouldest hide me in the grave, that thou wouldest keep me secret, until thy wrath be past, that thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me!
14LORD, why castest thou off my soul? why hidest thou thy face from me?
24Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and holdest me for thine enemy?
22A land of darkness, as darkness itself; and of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as darkness.
8He hath fenced up my way that I cannot pass, and he hath set darkness in my paths.