Verse 9

Favour me, O Jehovah, for distress `is' to me, Mine eye, my soul, and my body Have become old by provocation.

Referenced Verses

  • Ps 6:7 : 7 Old from provocation is mine eye, It is old because of all mine adversaries,
  • Ps 88:9 : 9 Mine eye hath grieved because of affliction, I called Thee, O Jehovah, all the day, I have spread out unto Thee my hands.
  • Ps 102:3-5 : 3 For consumed in smoke have been my days, And my bones as a fire-brand have burned. 4 Smitten as the herb, and withered, is my heart, For I have forgotten to eat my bread. 5 From the voice of my sighing Hath my bone cleaved to my flesh.
  • Ps 107:10 : 10 Inhabitants of dark places and death-shade, Prisoners of affliction and of iron,
  • Lam 4:17 : 17 While we exist -- consumed are our eyes for our vain help, In our watch-tower we have watched for a nation `that' saveth not.
  • Lam 5:17 : 17 For this hath our heart been sick, For these have our eyes been dim.
  • Job 17:7 : 7 And dim from sorrow is mine eye, And my members as a shadow all of them.
  • Job 33:19-22 : 19 And he hath been reproved With pain on his bed, And the strife of his bones `is' enduring. 20 And his life hath nauseated bread, And his soul desirable food. 21 His flesh is consumed from being seen, And high are his bones, they were not seen! 22 And draw near to the pit doth his soul, And his life to those causing death.
  • Ps 6:1-2 : 1 To the Overseer with stringed instruments, on the octave. -- A Psalm of David. O Jehovah, in Thine anger reprove me not, Nor in Thy fury chastise me. 2 Favour me, O Jehovah, for I `am' weak, Heal me, O Jehovah, For troubled have been my bones,
  • Ps 22:14-15 : 14 As waters I have been poured out, And separated themselves have all my bones, My heart hath been like wax, It is melted in the midst of my bowels. 15 Dried up as an earthen vessel is my power, And my tongue is cleaving to my jaws.
  • Ps 38:1-9 : 1 A Psalm of David, `To cause to remember.' Jehovah, in Thy wrath reprove me not, Nor in Thy fury chastise me. 2 For Thine arrows have come down on me, And Thou lettest down upon me Thy hand. 3 Soundness is not in my flesh, Because of Thine indignation, Peace is not in my bones because of my sin. 4 For mine iniquities have passed over my head, As a heavy burden -- too heavy for me. 5 Stunk -- become corrupt have my wounds, Because of my folly. 6 I have been bent down, I have been bowed down -- unto excess, All the day I have gone mourning. 7 For my flanks have been full of drought, And soundness is not in my flesh. 8 I have been feeble and smitten -- unto excess, I have roared from disquietude of heart. 9 Lord, before Thee `is' all my desire, And my sighing from Thee hath not been hid. 10 My heart `is' panting, my power hath forsaken me, And the light of mine eyes, Even they are not with me.
  • Ps 44:25 : 25 For bowed to the dust hath our soul, Cleaved to the earth hath our belly.
  • Ps 66:14 : 14 For opened were my lips, And my mouth spake in my distress:
  • Ps 73:14 : 14 And I am plagued all the day, And my reproof `is' every morning.
  • Ps 73:26 : 26 Consumed hath been my flesh and my heart, The rock of my heart and my portion `is' God to the age.
  • Ps 88:3-5 : 3 For my soul hath been full of evils, And my life hath come to Sheol. 4 I have been reckoned with those going down `to' the pit, I have been as a man without strength. 5 Among the dead -- free, As pierced ones lying in the grave, Whom Thou hast not remembered any more, Yea, they by Thy hand have been cut off.