Lamentations 3:20
Remember well, and bow down doth my soul in me.
Remember well, and bow down doth my soul in me.
These verses are found using AI-powered semantic similarity based on meaning and context. Results may occasionally include unexpected connections.
17 And Thou castest off from peace my soul, I have forgotten prosperity.
18 And I say, Perished hath my strength and my hope from Jehovah.
19 Remember my affliction and my mourning, Wormwood and gall!
21 This I turn to my heart -- therefore I hope.
3 For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.
4 And my spirit in me is become feeble, Within me is my heart become desolate.
5 I have remembered days of old, I have meditated on all Thine acts, On the work of Thy hand I muse.
3 I remember God, and make a noise, I meditate, and feeble is my spirit. Selah.
16 And now, in me my soul poureth itself out, Seize me do days of affliction.
10 And I say: `My weakness is, The changes of the right hand of the Most High.'
4 These I remember, and pour out my soul in me, For I pass over into the booth, I go softly with them unto the house of God, With the voice of singing and confession, The multitude keeping feast!
21 For my heart doth show itself violent, And my reins prick themselves,
7 In the feebleness within me of my soul Jehovah I have remembered, And come in unto Thee doth my prayer, Unto Thy holy temple.
6 In me doth my soul bow itself, Therefore I remember Thee from the land of Jordan, And of the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.
17 For I am ready to halt, And my pain `is' before me continually.
9 Favour me, O Jehovah, for distress `is' to me, Mine eye, my soul, and my body Have become old by provocation.
10 For my life hath been consumed in sorrow And my years in sighing. Feeble because of mine iniquity hath been my strength, And my bones have become old.
20 See, O Jehovah, for distress `is' to me, My bowels have been troubled, Turned hath been my heart in my midst, For I have greatly provoked, From without bereaved hath the sword, In the house `it is' as death.
21 They have heard that I have sighed, There is no comforter for me, All my enemies have heard of my calamity, They have rejoiced that Thou hast done `it', Thou hast brought in the day Thou hast called, And they are like to me.
22 Come in doth all their evil before Thee, And one is doing to them as Thou hast done to me, For all my transgressions, For many `are' my sighs, and my heart `is' sick!
6 I have been bent down, I have been bowed down -- unto excess, All the day I have gone mourning.
7 I rejoice, and am glad in Thy kindness, In that Thou hast seen mine affliction, Thou hast known in adversities my soul.
6 Yea, if I have remembered, then I have been troubled. And my flesh hath taken fright.
3 And my soul hath been troubled greatly, And Thou, O Jehovah, till when?
18 My refreshing for me `is' sorrow, For me my heart `is' sick.
15 He hath filled me with bitter things, He hath filled me `with' wormwood.
3 When my spirit hath been feeble in me, Then Thou hast known my path; In the way `in' which I walk, They have hid a snare for me.
27 My bowels have boiled, and have not ceased, Gone before me have days of affliction.
15 -- What do I say? seeing He said to me, And He Himself hath wrought, I go softly all my years for the bitterness of my soul.
6 I remember my music in the night, With my heart I meditate, and my spirit doth search diligently:
7 And dim from sorrow is mine eye, And my members as a shadow all of them.
5 He hath built up against me, And setteth round poverty and weariness.
6 In dark places He hath caused me to dwell, As the dead of old.
3 For my transgressions I do know, And my sin `is' before me continually.
6 A net they have prepared for my steps, Bowed down hath my soul, They have digged before me a pit, They have fallen into its midst. Selah.
52 I remembered Thy judgments of old, O Jehovah, And I comfort myself.
3 Compassed me have cords of death, And straits of Sheol have found me, Distress and sorrow I find.
4 My heart is pained within me, And terrors of death have fallen on me.
6 If I have remembered Thee on my couch, In the watches -- I meditate on Thee.
13 From above He hath sent fire into my bone, And it subdueth it, He hath spread a net for my feet, He hath turned me backward, He hath made me desolate -- all the day sick.
6 Remember Thy mercies, O Jehovah, And Thy kindnesses, for from the age `are' they.
7 Sins of my youth, and my transgressions, Do not Thou remember. According to Thy kindness be mindful of me, For Thy goodness' sake, O Jehovah.
13 And I -- in their sickness my clothing `is' sackcloth, I have humbled with fastings my soul, And my prayer unto my bosom returneth.
3 Over my back have ploughers ploughed, They have made long their furrows.
4 Smitten as the herb, and withered, is my heart, For I have forgotten to eat my bread.
7 My soul is refusing to touch! They `are' as my sickening food.
12 For He who is seeking for blood Them hath remembered, He hath not forgotten the cry of the afflicted.
25 For bowed to the dust hath our soul, Cleaved to the earth hath our belly.
19 In the abundance of my thoughts within me, Thy comforts delight my soul.
28 My soul hath dropped from affliction, Establish me according to Thy word.