Psalms 102:5
Because of the voice of my groaning, my bones cling to my skin.
Because of the voice of my groaning, my bones cling to my skin.
My heart is afflicted and withered like grass, for I forget to eat my food.
By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.
For the voyce of my gronynge, my bone wil scarse cleue to my flesh.
For the voyce of my groning my bones doe cleaue to my skinne.
Through the noyse of my gronyng: my bones wyll scase cleaue to my fleshe.
By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.
By reason of the voice of my groaning, My bones stick to my skin.
From the voice of my sighing Hath my bone cleaved to my flesh.
By reason of the voice of my groaning My bones cleave to my flesh.
By reason of the voice of my groaning My bones cleave to my flesh.
Because of the voice of my sorrow, my flesh is wasted to the bone.
By reason of the voice of my groaning, my bones stick to my skin.
Because of the anxiety that makes me groan, my bones protrude from my skin.
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4My flesh and my skin He has made old; He has broken my bones.
20My bone clings to my skin and to my flesh, and I have escaped with the skin of my teeth.
2Do not hide your face from me in the day of my trouble; incline your ear to me; in the day when I call, answer me quickly.
3For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned like a hearth.
4My heart is stricken and withered like grass, so I forget to eat my bread.
5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken and becomes loathsome.
14I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint; my heart is like wax; it is melted within me.
15My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue clings to my jaws; You have brought me into the dust of death.
16And now my soul is poured out within me; the days of affliction have seized me.
17My bones are pierced in me at night, and my sinews find no rest.
18By the great force of my disease my garment is changed: it binds me about like the collar of my coat.
19He has cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes.
9Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: my eye is consumed with grief, yes, my soul and my body.
10For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
21His flesh is consumed away, that it cannot be seen; and his bones, that were not seen, stick out.
3When I kept silent, my bones grew old through my groaning all day long.
30My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.
31My harp is also turned to mourning, and my flute to the voice of those who weep.
7Our bones are scattered at the mouth of the grave, as when one cuts and splits wood upon the earth.
2For your arrows pierce deeply into me, and your hand presses me hard.
3There is no health in my flesh because of your anger, nor is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.
17I can count all my bones; they look and stare at me.
24My knees are weak through fasting, and my flesh is lean of fatness.
2Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are troubled.
6I am like a pelican of the wilderness; I am like an owl of the desert.
6I am troubled; I am greatly bowed down; I go mourning all the day long.
7For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease, and there is no health in my flesh.
8I am feeble and severely broken; I have roared because of the disquiet of my heart.
9Lord, all my desire is before you, and my groaning is not hidden from you.
10My heart pants, my strength fails me; as for the light of my eyes, it also has gone from me.
11My days are like a shadow that declines, and I am withered like grass.
11You have clothed me with skin and flesh, and have fenced me with bones and sinews.
4Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
13From above he has sent fire into my bones, and it prevails against them: he has spread a net for my feet, he has turned me back: he has made me desolate and faint all the day.
15I have sewn sackcloth upon my skin and defiled my horn in the dust.
8You have filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me, and my leanness rising up in me bears witness to my face.
21Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pierced in my mind.
4My heart is in anguish within me, and the terrors of death have fallen upon me.
20Behold, O LORD; for I am in distress: my heart is troubled; my heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: abroad the sword bereaves, at home there is as death.
25For our soul is bowed down to the dust: our belly clings to the earth.
9For I have eaten ashes like bread and mixed my drink with weeping,
3I am weary of my crying; my throat is dry; my eyes fail while I wait for my God.
24For my sighing comes before I eat, and my groanings are poured out like water.
25DALETH. My soul clings to the dust; revive me according to Your word.
19He is chastened also with pain upon his bed, and the multitude of his bones with strong pain;
7My eye also is dim because of sorrow, and all my members are like a shadow.
16He has also broken my teeth with gravel stones; He has covered me with ashes.
7The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful food.
22Then let my arm fall from my shoulder blade, and let my arm be broken at the bone.
6I stretch forth my hands to You; my soul thirsts for You like a thirsty land. Selah.