Psalms 32:3
When I kept silence, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.
When I kept silence, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.
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4 For day and night your hand was heavy on me. My strength was sapped in the heat of summer. Selah.
5 I acknowledged my sin to you. I didn't hide my iniquity. I said, I will confess my transgressions to Yahweh, and you forgave the iniquity of my sin. Selah.
2 I was mute with silence. I held my peace, even from good. My sorrow was stirred.
3 My heart was hot within me. While I meditated, the fire burned: I spoke with my tongue:
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.
16 "Now my soul is poured out within me. Days of affliction have taken hold on me.
17 In the night season my bones are pierced in me, and the pains that gnaw me take no rest.
2 My God, I cry in the daytime, but you don't answer; in the night season, and am not silent.
10 For my life is spent with sorrow, my years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.
3 There is no soundness in my flesh because of your indignation, neither is there any health in my bones because of my sin.
4 For my iniquities have gone over my head. As a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me.
6 I am pained and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.
7 For my waist is filled with burning. There is no soundness in my flesh.
8 I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.
9 Lord, all my desire is before you. 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 didn't get tired. My soul refused to be comforted.
3 I remember God, and I groan. I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. Selah.
4 You hold my eyelids open. I am so troubled that I can't speak.
13 I waited patiently until morning. He breaks all my bones like a lion. From day even to night you will make an end of me.
3 Surely against me he turns his hand again and again all the day.
4 My flesh and my skin has he made old; he has broken my bones.
24 For my sighing comes before I eat. My groanings are poured out like water.
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.
40 This was my situation: in the day the drought consumed me, and the frost by night; and my sleep fled from my eyes.
1 To you, Yahweh, I call. My rock, don't be deaf to me; lest, if you are silent to me, I would become like those who go down into the pit.
27 My heart is troubled, and doesn't rest. Days of affliction have come on me.
28 I go mourning without the sun. I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
16 I heard, and my body trembled. My lips quivered at the voice. Rottenness enters into my bones, and I tremble in my place, because I must wait quietly for the day of trouble, for the coming up of the people who invade us.
13 From on high has he 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 ask me, "Where is your God?"
15 What will I say? He has both spoken to me, and himself has done it. I will walk carefully all my years because of the anguish of my soul.
4 Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.
9 If I say, I will not make mention of him, nor speak any more in his name, then there is in my heart as it were a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I am weary with forbearing, and I can't [contain].
17 For I am ready to fall. My pain is continually before me.
21 For my soul was grieved. I was embittered in my heart.
9 I will ask 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 adversaries reproach me, while they continually ask me, "Where is your God?"
17 You have removed my soul far off from peace; I forgot prosperity.
3 I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail, looking for my God.
13 For now should I have lain down and been quiet. I should have slept, then I would have been at rest,
3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, you knew my path. In the way in which I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.
2 How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart every day? How long shall my enemy triumph over me?
8 Yes, when I cry, and call for help, he shuts out my prayer.
6 I am weary with my groaning. Every night I flood my bed. I drench my couch with my tears.
22 You have seen it, Yahweh. Don't keep silent. Lord, don't be far from me.
14 For all day long have I been plagued, and punished every morning.
14 Yes, I am as a man who doesn't hear, in whose mouth are no reproofs.