Psalms 109:23
I am fading away like a shadow at the end of the day; I am shaken off like a locust.
I am fading away like a shadow at the end of the day; I am shaken off like a locust.
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11 My days are coming to an end, and I am withered like grass.
24 I am so starved my knees shake; I have turned into skin and bones.
25 I am disdained by them. When they see me, they shake their heads.
22 For I am oppressed and needy, and my heart beats violently within me.
3 For my days go up in smoke, and my bones are charred like a fireplace.
4 My heart is parched and withered like grass, for I am unable to eat food.
5 Because of the anxiety that makes me groan, my bones protrude from my skin.
6 I am like an owl in the wilderness; I am like a screech owl among the ruins.
7 I stay awake; I am like a solitary bird on a roof.
10 My heart beats quickly; my strength leaves me; I can hardly see.
12 My dwelling place is removed and taken away from me like a shepherd’s tent. I rolled up my life like a weaver rolls cloth; from the loom he cuts me off. You turn day into night and end my life.
6 I am dazed and completely humiliated; all day long I walk around mourning.
19 He has flung me into the mud, and I have come to resemble dust and ashes.
15 Terrors are turned loose on me; they drive away my honor like the wind, and like a cloud my deliverance has passed away.
16 Job’s Despondency“And now my soul pours itself out within me; days of suffering take hold of me.
9 He has stripped me of my honor and has taken the crown off my head.
10 He tears me down on every side until I perish; he uproots my hope like an uprooted tree.
7 My eyes have grown dim with grief; my whole frame is but a shadow.
14 My strength drains away like water; all my bones are dislocated; my heart is like wax; it melts away inside me.
15 The roof of my mouth is as dry as a piece of pottery; my tongue sticks to my gums. You set me in the dust of death.
25 Renewed Complaint“My days are swifter than a runner, they speed by without seeing happiness.
26 They glide by like reed boats, like an eagle that swoops down on its prey.
9 Have mercy on me, LORD, for I am in distress! My eyes grow dim from suffering. I have lost my strength.
10 For my life nears its end in pain; my years draw to a close as I groan. My strength fails me because of my sin, and my bones become brittle.
11 Because of all my enemies, people disdain me; my neighbors are appalled by my suffering– those who know me are horrified by my condition; those who see me in the street run away from me.
12 I am forgotten, like a dead man no one thinks about; I am regarded as worthless, like a broken jar.
3 Certainly my enemies chase me. They smash me into the ground. They force me to live in dark regions, like those who have been dead for ages.
4 My strength leaves me; I am absolutely shocked.
4 If I lie down, I say,‘When will I arise?’, and the night stretches on and I toss and turn restlessly until the day dawns.
5 My body is clothed with worms and dirty scabs; my skin is broken and festering.
6 My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle and they come to an end without hope.
18 So I said,“My endurance has expired; I have lost all hope of deliverance from the LORD.”
14 Like a swallow or a thrush I chirp, I coo like a dove; my eyes grow tired from looking up to the sky. O Lord, I am oppressed; help me!
28 So I waste away like something rotten, like a garment eaten by moths.
2 But as for me, my feet almost slipped; my feet almost slid out from under me.
4 They treat me like those who descend into the grave. I am like a helpless man,
28 I go about blackened, but not by the sun; in the assembly I stand up and cry for help.
9 For I eat ashes as if they were bread, and mix my drink with my tears,
11 He has obstructed my paths and torn me to pieces; he has made me desolate.
10 “I thought,‘In the middle of my life I must walk through the gates of Sheol, I am deprived of the rest of my years.’
4 People are like a vapor, their days like a shadow that disappears.
6 But I am a worm, not a man; people insult me and despise me.
13 מ(Mem) He sent down fire into my bones, and it overcame them. He spread out a trapper’s net for my feet; he made me turn back. He has made me desolate; I am faint all day long.
23 He has taken away my strength in the middle of life; he has cut short my days.
15 There the fire will consume you; the sword will cut you down; it will devour you like the young locust would.The Assyrian Defenders Will Flee Multiply yourself like the young locust; multiply yourself like the flying locust!
10 Please stop wounding me! You have almost beaten me to death!
17 For I am about to stumble, and I am in constant pain.
2 He grows up like a flower and then withers away; he flees like a shadow, and does not remain.
21 His flesh wastes away from sight, and his bones, which were not seen, are easily visible.
8 I will hurry off to a place that is safe from the strong wind and the gale.”