Psalms 88:15
I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: while I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.
I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: while I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.
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16 Thy fierce wrath goeth over me; thy terrors have cut me off.
14 LORD, why castest thou off my soul? why hidest thou thy face from me?
4 My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me.
5 Fearfulness and trembling are come upon me, and horror hath overwhelmed me.
3 For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.
4 I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength:
6 Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the dee.
7 Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, and thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. Selah.
8 Thou hast put away mine acquaintance far from me; thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.
9 Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: LORD, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.
8 I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
6 I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
3 The sorrows of death compassed me, and the pains of hell gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.
15 Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.
16 And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon 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.
13 Have 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:
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.
4 The sorrows of death compassed me, and the floods of ungodly men made me afraid.
5 The sorrows of hell compassed me about: the snares of death prevented me.
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.
4 Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
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.
15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
17 For I am ready to halt, and my sorrow is continually before me.
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.
10 Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
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.
1 A Song of degrees. Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say:
2 Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth: yet they have not prevailed against me.
18 The LORD hath chastened me sore: but he hath not given me over unto death.
14 For all the day long have I been plagued, and chastened every morning.
5 When the waves of death compassed me, the floods of ungodly men made me afraid;
6 The sorrows of hell compassed me about; the snares of death prevented me;
28 I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent.
22 For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
16 Turn thee unto me, and have mercy upon me; for I am desolate and afflicted.
17 The troubles of my heart are enlarged: O bring thou me out of my distresses.
15 Therefore am I troubled at his presence: when I consider, I am afraid of him.
3 My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long?
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.
1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
107 I am afflicted very much: quicken me, O LORD, according unto thy word.
1 I am the man that hath seen affliction by the rod of his wrath.
10 I 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.
1 To the chief Musician upon Aijeleth Shahar, A alm of David. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring?
22 For 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.
15 So that my soul chooseth strangling, and death rather than my life.