Psalms 38:6
I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
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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.
10My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.
17For I am ready to halt, and my sorrow is continually before me.
18For I will declare mine iniquity; I will be sorry for my sin.
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.
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.
2For thine arrows stick fast in me, and thy hand presseth me sore.
3There 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.
5My wounds stink and are corrupt because of my foolishness.
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.
14For all the day long have I been plagued, and chastened every morning.
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.
14Like 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.
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.
6I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.
15I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.
16My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
18When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint in me.
19Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it.
22For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
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.
4Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
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.
16And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold 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:
2Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed.
3My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long?
14I behaved myself as though he had been my friend or brother: I bowed down heavily, as one that mourneth for his mother.
4My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me.
3When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.
7Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.
15I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: while I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.
14I was a derision to all my people; and their song all the day.
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.
1I am the man that hath seen affliction by the rod of his wrath.
2Even to day is my complaint bitter: my stroke is heavier than my groaning.
9Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: LORD, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.
21Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pricked in my reins.
3The sorrows of death compassed me, and the pains of hell gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.
20My soul hath them still in remembrance, and is humbled in me.
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.
3Surely against me is he turned; he turneth his hand against me all the day.
6But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised of the people.