Psalms 32:3
When I kept silent, my bones grew old through my groaning all day long.
When I kept silent, my bones grew old through my groaning all day long.
When I kept silent, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.
When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.
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For whyle I helde my tonge, my bones consumed awaye thorow my daylie complaynynges.
When I helde my tongue, my bones consumed, or when I roared all the day,
For whyle I helde my tongue: my bones consumed away through my dayly roaring.
When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.
When I kept silence, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.
When I have kept silence, become old have my bones, Through my roaring all the day.
When I kept silence, my bones wasted away Through my groaning all the day long.
When I kept silence, my bones wasted away Through my groaning all the day long.
When I kept my mouth shut, my bones were wasted, because of my crying all through the day.
When I kept silence, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.
When I refused to confess my sin, my whole body wasted away, while I groaned in pain all day long.
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4 For day and night Your hand was heavy upon me; my vitality turned into the drought of summer. Selah.
5 I acknowledged my sin to You, and my iniquity I did not hide. I said, I will confess my transgressions to the LORD, and You forgave the iniquity of my sin. Selah.
2 I was silent and still, I held my peace even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.
3 My heart burned within me, while I was musing, the fire burned: then I spoke with my tongue,
3 For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned like a hearth.
4 My heart is stricken and withered like grass, so I forget to eat my bread.
5 Because of the voice of my groaning, my bones cling to my skin.
16 And now my soul is poured out within me; the days of affliction have seized me.
17 My bones are pierced in me at night, and my sinews find no rest.
2 O my God, I cry in the daytime, but You do not hear; and in the night season, and am not silent.
10 For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
3 There is no health in my flesh because of your anger, nor is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.
4 For my iniquities have gone over my head; like a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me.
6 I am troubled; I am greatly bowed down; I go mourning all the day long.
7 For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease, and there is no health in my flesh.
8 I am feeble and severely broken; I have roared because of the disquiet of my heart.
9 Lord, all my desire is before you, and my groaning is not hidden from you.
2 In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord; my hand was stretched out in the night and did not rest; my soul refused to be comforted.
3 I remembered God, and was troubled; I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.
4 You hold my eyes wide awake: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
13 I counted till morning, that as a lion, so will He break all my bones: from day to night You make an end of me.
3 Surely against me He is turned; He turns His hand against me all day long.
4 My flesh and my skin He has made old; He has broken my bones.
24 For my sighing comes before I eat, and my groanings are poured out like water.
14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint; my heart is like wax; it is melted within me.
15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue clings to my jaws; You have brought me into the dust of death.
40 Thus I was; in the day the drought consumed me, and the frost by night; and my sleep departed from my eyes.
1 To you I cry, O LORD my rock; do not be silent to me, lest, if you are silent to me, I become like those who go down to the pit.
27 My insides boiled and did not rest: the days of affliction confronted me.
28 I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.
16 When I heard, my belly trembled; my lips quivered at the voice; decay entered my bones, and I trembled in myself, that I might rest in the day of trouble. When he comes up to the people, he will invade them with his troops.
13 From 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.
3 My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually say to me, Where is your God?
15 What shall I say? He has spoken to me, and He Himself has done it: I shall go softly all my years in the bitterness of my soul.
4 Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
9 Then I said, I will not make mention of him, nor speak anymore in his name. But his word was in my heart as a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I was weary with holding back, and I could not stay.
17 For I am ready to fall, and my sorrow is continually before me.
21 Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pierced in my mind.
9 I will say to God my rock, Why have You forgotten me? why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
10 As with a sword in my bones, my enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is your God?
17 You have moved my soul far from peace; I forgot prosperity.
3 I am weary of my crying; my throat is dry; my eyes fail while I wait for my God.
13 For now I would have lain still and been quiet, I would have slept: then I would have been at rest,
3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then You knew my path. In the way where I walked, they secretly laid a snare for me.
2 How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart daily? How long shall my enemy be exalted over me?
8 Even when I cry and shout, He shuts out my prayer.
6 I am weary with my groaning; all the night I make my bed swim; I drench my couch with my tears.
22 This you have seen, O LORD; keep not silence; O Lord, be not far from me.
14 For all day long I have been plagued, and chastened every morning.
14 Thus I am like a man who does not hear, and in whose mouth are no responses.