Psalms 31:12
I am forgotten from their hearts like a dead man. I am like broken pottery.
I am forgotten from their hearts like a dead man. I am like broken pottery.
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10 For my life is spent with sorrow, my years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.
11 Because of all my adversaries I have become utterly contemptible to my neighbors, A fear to my acquaintances. Those who saw me on the street fled from me.
13 For I have heard the slander of many, terror on every side, while they conspire together against me, they plot to take away my life.
14 I am poured out like water. 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. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have brought me into the dust of death.
3 For the enemy pursues my soul. He has struck my life down to the ground. He has made me live in dark places, as those who have been long dead.
4 Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.
13 "He has put my brothers far from me. My acquaintances are wholly estranged from me.
14 My relatives have gone away. My familiar friends have forgotten me.
15 Those who dwell in my house, and my maids, count me for a stranger. I am an alien in their sight.
4 I am counted among those who go down into the pit. I am like a man who has no help,
5 set apart among the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more. They are cut off from your hand.
17 You have removed my soul far off from peace; I forgot prosperity.
18 I said, My strength is perished, and my expectation from Yahweh.
83 For I have become like a wineskin in the smoke. I don't forget your statutes.
3 For my days consume away like smoke. My bones are burned as a torch.
4 My heart is blighted like grass, and withered, for I forget to eat my bread.
5 By reason of the voice of my groaning, my bones stick to my skin.
11 My days are past, my plans are broken off, as are the thoughts of my heart.
22 As for me, I said in my haste, "I am cut off from before your eyes." Nevertheless you heard the voice of my petitions when I cried to you.
19 But I was like a gentle lamb that is led to the slaughter; and I didn't know that they had devised devices against me, [saying], Let us destroy the tree with its fruit, and let us cut him off from the land of the living, that his name may be no more remembered.
19 He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.
6 "But he has made me a byword of the people. They spit in my face.
7 My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.
12 I was at ease, and he broke me apart. Yes, he has taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces. He has also set me up for his target.
6 He has made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.
11 He has turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces; he has made me desolate.
11 My days are like a long shadow. I have withered like grass.
6 But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised by the people.
8 You have taken my friends from me. You have made me an abomination to them. I am confined, and I can't escape.
10 He has broken me down on every side, and I am gone. My hope he has plucked up like a tree.
13 But I, as a deaf man, don't hear. I am as a mute man who doesn't open his mouth.
1 "My spirit is consumed. My days are extinct, And the grave is ready for me.
10 Remove your scourge away from me. I am overcome by the blow of your hand.
16 "Now my soul is poured out within me. Days of affliction have taken hold on me.
8 I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.
12 My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me like a shepherd's tent. I have rolled up, like a weaver, my life. He will cut me off from the loom. From day even to night you will make an end of me.
10 For I have heard the defaming of many, terror on every side. Denounce, and we will denounce him, [say] all my familiar friends, those who watch for my fall; perhaps he will be persuaded, and we shall prevail against him, and we shall take our revenge on him.
22 for I am poor and needy. My heart is wounded within me.
19 I should have been as though I had not been. I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
4 I said, 'I have been banished from your sight; yet I will look again toward your holy temple.'
4 My flesh and my skin has he made old; he has broken my bones.
6 I am pained and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.
53 They have cut off my life in the dungeon, and have cast a stone on me.
20 Reproach has broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness. I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; for comforters, but I found none.
10 As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries reproach me, while they continually ask me, "Where is your God?"
1 How long, Yahweh? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me?
14 I am become a derision to all my people, and their song all the day.
141 I am small and despised. I don't forget your precepts.
9 "Now I have become their song. Yes, I am a byword to them.