Psalms 88:15
I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up; while I suffer your terrors, I am distracted.
I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up; while I suffer your terrors, I am distracted.
Why, LORD, do you reject me and hide your face from me?
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.
I am afflicted and ready to die{H8802)} from my youth up: while I suffer{H8804)} thy terrors I am distracted{H8799)}.
My strength is gone for very sorow and misery, with fearfulnesse do I beare thy burthens.
I am afflicted and at the point of death: from my youth I suffer thy terrours, doubting of my life.
I am in miserie, I labour euen from my youth with the panges of death: I haue suffered thy terrours, and I am styll in doubt.
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 your terrors, I am distracted.
I `am' afflicted, and expiring from youth, I have borne Thy terrors -- I pine away.
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.
I have been troubled and in fear of death from the time when I was young; your wrath is hard on me, and I have no strength.
I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up. While I suffer your terrors, I am distracted.
I am oppressed and have been on the verge of death since my youth. I have been subjected to your horrors and am numb with pain.
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16Your fierce wrath goes over me; your terrors have cut me off.
14LORD, why do you cast off my soul? Why do you hide your face from me?
4My heart is in anguish within me, and the terrors of death have fallen upon me.
5Fearfulness and trembling have come upon me, and horror has overwhelmed me.
3For my soul is full of troubles, and my life draws near to the grave.
4I am counted with those who go down into the pit; I am as a man who has no strength:
6You have laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the depths.
7Your wrath lies hard upon me, and you have afflicted me with all your waves. Selah.
8You have put my acquaintance far from me; you have made me an abomination to them. I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.
9My eye mourns by reason of affliction; LORD, I have called daily upon you, I have stretched out my hands to you.
8I am feeble and severely broken; I have roared because of the disquiet of my heart.
6I am troubled; I am greatly bowed down; I go mourning all the day long.
3The sorrows of death surrounded me, and the pains of hell took hold of me: I found trouble and sorrow.
15Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind, and my welfare passes away like a cloud.
16And now my soul is poured out within me; the days of affliction have seized 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.
13Have mercy upon me, O LORD; consider my trouble which I suffer from those who hate me, you who lift me up from the gates 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.
4The sorrows of death surrounded me, and the floods of ungodly men made me afraid.
5The sorrows of hell surrounded me: the snares of death confronted me.
3For the enemy has persecuted my soul; he has crushed my life to the ground; he has made me dwell in darkness, like those long dead.
4Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
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.
17For I am ready to fall, and my sorrow is continually before me.
12My lifespan is gone, taken from me like a shepherd's tent: I have cut off my life like a weaver; He cuts me off with pining sickness: from day to night You make an end of me.
10Remove your stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of your hand.
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.
1Many times have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say:
2Many times have they afflicted me from my youth, yet they have not prevailed against me.
18The LORD has chastened me severely, but He has not given me over to death.
14For all day long I have been plagued, and chastened every morning.
5When the waves of death surrounded me, the floods of ungodly men made me afraid;
6The sorrows of hell surrounded me; the snares of death confronted me;
28I am afraid of all my sorrows; I know that You will not hold me innocent.
22For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
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.
15Therefore I am troubled at his presence; when I consider, I am afraid of him.
3My soul is also greatly troubled: but You, O LORD, how long?
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.
14The yoke of my transgressions is bound by his hand: they are woven together, and come upon my neck: he has made my strength to fall, the Lord has delivered me into their hands, from whom I am not able to rise up.
1My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
107I am afflicted very much; revive me, O LORD, according to Your word.
1I am the man who has seen affliction by the rod of His wrath.
10I said in the prime of my days, I shall go to the gates of Sheol: I am deprived of the rest of my years.
1My God, my God, why have You forsaken me? Why are You so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?
22For I said in my haste, I am cut off from before your eyes: nevertheless you heard the voice of my supplications when I cried to you.
15so that my soul chooses strangling, and death rather than my life.