Psalms 38:8
I am feeble and severely broken; I have roared because of the disquiet of my heart.
I am feeble and severely broken; I have roared because of the disquiet of my heart.
For my loins are filled with burning, and there is no health in my body.
I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
I am faint and sore bruised: I have groaned by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
I am feeble and sore broken{H8738)}: I have roared{H8804)} by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
I am feble and sore smytte, I roare for the very disquietnes of my hert.
I am weakened and sore broken: I roare for the very griefe of mine heart.
I am feeble and sore smitten: I haue rored for the very disquietnesse of my heart.
I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.
I have been feeble and smitten -- unto excess, I have roared from disquietude of heart.
I am faint and sore bruised: I have groaned by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
I am faint and sore bruised: I have groaned by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
I am feeble and crushed down; I gave a cry like a lion because of the grief in my heart.
I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.
I am numb with pain and severely battered; I groan loudly because of the anxiety I feel.
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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.
4For my iniquities have gone over my head; like a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me.
5My wounds are foul and festering because of my foolishness.
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.
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.
18When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint within 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.
21They have heard that I sigh: there is none to comfort me: all my enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that you have done it: you will bring the day that you have promised, and they shall be like me.
22Let all their wickedness come before you; and do unto them, as you have done unto me for all my transgressions: for my sighs are many, and my heart is faint.
22For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
17For I am ready to fall, and my sorrow is continually before me.
18For I will declare my iniquity; I will be sorry for my sin.
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.
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.
4My heart is in anguish within me, and the terrors of death have fallen upon me.
2Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are troubled.
3My soul is also greatly troubled: but You, O LORD, how long?
4Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
19My heart, my heart! I am pained at my very heart; my heart makes a noise in me; I cannot hold my peace, because you have heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.
21Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pierced in my mind.
4My heart is stricken and withered like grass, so I forget to eat my bread.
5Because of the voice of my groaning, my bones cling to my skin.
3When I kept silent, my bones grew old through my groaning all day long.
13I counted till morning, that as a lion, so will He break all my bones: from day to night You make an end of me.
14Like a crane or a swallow, so did I chatter: I mourned as a dove: my eyes fail with looking upward: O LORD, I am oppressed; undertake for me.
15What 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.
20Reproach has 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.
15I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up; while I suffer your terrors, I am distracted.
24For my sighing comes before I eat, and my groanings are poured out like water.
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.
4My flesh and my skin He has made old; He has broken my bones.
16Turn to me and have mercy on me, for I am desolate and afflicted.
17The troubles of my heart are enlarged; bring me out of my distresses.
27My insides boiled and did not rest: the days of affliction confronted me.
28I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.
12For innumerable evils have surrounded me: my iniquities have taken hold of me, so that I am not able to look up; they are more than the hairs of my head: therefore my heart fails me.
3Therefore my loins are filled with pain; pangs have seized me, like the pangs of a woman in labor. I was bent over when I heard it; I was dismayed when I saw it.
1At this also my heart trembles, and is moved out of its place.
3For my soul is full of troubles, and my life draws near to the grave.
3I am weary of my crying; my throat is dry; my eyes fail while I wait for my God.
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.
12I was at ease, but he has broken me apart; he has also seized me by my neck and shaken me to pieces and set me up as his target.
2Attend to me, and hear me; I mourn in my complaint and make a noise,