Psalms 39:2
I was mute with silence. I held my peace, even from good. My sorrow was stirred.
I was mute with silence. I held my peace, even from good. My sorrow was stirred.
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8Deliver me from all my transgressions. Don't make me the reproach of the foolish.
9I was mute. I didn't open my mouth, because you did it.
10Remove your scourge away from me. I am overcome by the blow of your hand.
1I said, "I will watch my ways, so that I don't sin with my tongue. I will keep my mouth with a bridle while the wicked is before me."
3My heart was hot within me. While I meditated, the fire burned: I spoke with my tongue:
3When I kept silence, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.
13But I, as a deaf man, don't hear. I am as a mute man who doesn't open his mouth.
14Yes, I am as a man who doesn't hear, in whose mouth are no reproofs.
15What 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.
9The princes refrained from talking, and laid their hand on their mouth.
10The voice of the nobles was hushed, and their tongue stuck to the roof of their mouth.
19Who is he who will contend with me? For then would I hold my peace and give up the spirit.
34because I feared the great multitude, and the contempt of families terrified me, so that I kept silence, and didn't go out of the door--
21"Men listened to me, waited, and kept silence for my counsel.
31Mark well, Job, and listen to me. Hold your peace, and I will speak.
17For I am ready to fall. My pain is continually before me.
9If 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].
28Let him sit alone and keep silence, because he has laid it on him.
13For now should I have lain down and been quiet. I should have slept, then I would have been at rest,
6"Though I speak, my grief is not subsided. Though I forbear, what am I eased?
2Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul, like a weaned child with his mother, like a weaned child is my soul within me.
3I remember God, and I groan. I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. Selah.
4You hold my eyelids open. I am so troubled that I can't speak.
8I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.
1God of my praise, don't remain silent,
16When I tried to understand this, it was too painful for me;
27If I say, 'I will forget my complaint, I will put off my sad face, and cheer up;'
11"Therefore I will not keep silent. I will speak in the anguish of my spirit. I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
28Even a fool, when he keeps silent, is counted wise. When he shuts his lips, he is thought to be discerning.
40This was my situation: in the day the drought consumed me, and the frost by night; and my sleep fled from my eyes.
33If not, listen to me. Hold your peace, and I will teach you wisdom."
24"Teach me, and I will hold my peace. Cause me to understand wherein I have erred.
13"Be silent, leave me alone, that I may speak. Let come on me what will.
28I go mourning without the sun. I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
3My mouth will speak words of wisdom. My heart shall utter understanding.
26I am not at ease, neither am I quiet, neither have I rest; but trouble comes."
5Oh that you would be completely silent! Then you would be wise.
15and when he had spoken to me according to these words, I set my face toward the ground, and was mute.
18Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! My heart is faint within me.
21For my soul was grieved. I was embittered in my heart.
22I was so senseless and ignorant. I was a brute beast before you.
4Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.
21You have done these things, and I kept silent. You thought that I was just like you. I will rebuke you, and accuse you in front of your eyes.
17You have removed my soul far off from peace; I forgot prosperity.
2Attend to me, and answer me. I am restless in my complaint, and moan,
20Shall it be told him that I would speak? Or should a man wish that he were swallowed up?
4"Behold, I am of small account. What shall I answer you? I lay my hand on my mouth.
1"Yes, at this my heart trembles, and is moved out of its place.
16Shall I wait, because they don't speak, because they stand still, and answer no more?
10Be it still my consolation, yes, let me exult in pain that doesn't spare, that I have not denied the words of the Holy One.