Psalms 69:20
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.
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.
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21 They also gave me gall for my food. In my thirst, they gave me vinegar to drink.
19 You know my reproach, my shame, and my dishonor. My adversaries are all before you.
9 For the zeal of your house consumes me. The reproaches of those who reproach you have fallen on me.
10 When I wept and I fasted, that was to my reproach.
11 When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became a byword to them.
20 See, Yahweh; 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.
21 They have heard that I sigh; there is none to comfort me; All my enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that you have done it: You will bring the day that you have proclaimed, and they shall be like me.
22 Let all their wickedness come before you; Do to them, as you have done to me for all my transgressions: For my sighs are many, and my heart is faint.
4 Look on my right, and see; for there is no one who is concerned for me. Refuge has fled from me. No one cares for my soul.
7 Because for your sake, I have borne reproach. Shame has covered my face.
18 Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! My heart is faint within me.
3 I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail, looking for my God.
8 I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.
4 Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.
19 All my familiar friends abhor me. They whom I loved have turned against me.
20 My friends scoff at me. My eyes pour out tears to God,
22 for I am poor and needy. My heart is wounded within me.
16 For these things I weep; my eye, my eye runs down with water; Because the comforter who should refresh my soul is far from me: My children are desolate, because the enemy has prevailed.
12 Is it nothing to you, all you who pass by? Look, and see if there be any sorrow like my sorrow, which is brought on me, With which Yahweh has afflicted [me] in the day of his fierce anger.
19 Woe is me because of my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is [my] grief, and I must bear it.
9 Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am in distress. My eye, my soul, and my body waste away with grief.
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.
15 But in my adversity, they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together. The attackers gathered themselves together against me, and I didn't know it. They tore at me, and didn't cease.
6 But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised by the people.
7 All those who see me mock me. They insult me with their lips. They shake their heads, saying,
21 For my soul was grieved. I was embittered in my heart.
25 I have also become a reproach to them. When they see me, they shake their head.
9 For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mixed my drink with tears,
4 Therefore I said, "Look away from me. I will weep bitterly. Don't labor to comfort me for the destruction of the daughter of my people.
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 You have reproached me ten times. You aren't ashamed that you attack me.
6 I am pained and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.
1 My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?
50 Remember, Lord, the reproach of your servants, how I bear in my heart the taunts of all the mighty peoples,
17 For I am ready to fall. My pain is continually before me.
25 Didn't I weep for him who was in trouble? Wasn't my soul grieved for the needy?
16 Turn to me, and have mercy on me, for I am desolate and afflicted.
11 saying, "God has forsaken him. Pursue and take him, for no one will rescue him."
19 Have you utterly rejected Judah? has your soul loathed Zion? why have you struck us, and there is no healing for us? We looked for peace, but no good came; and for a time of healing, and behold, dismay!
14 My relatives have gone away. My familiar friends have forgotten me.
10 They have gaped on me with their mouth. They have struck me on the cheek reproachfully. They gather themselves together against me.
3 My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually ask me, "Where is your God?"
10 My heart throbs. My strength fails me. As for the light of my eyes, it has also left me.
14 I am become a derision to all my people, and their song all the day.
26 For they persecute him whom you have wounded. They tell of the sorrow of those whom you have hurt.
12 For it was not an enemy who insulted me, then I could have endured it. Neither was it he who hated me who raised himself up against me, then I would have hidden myself from him.
9 He has stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head.
19 He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.