Psalms 38:6
I am troubled, I am made low; I go weeping all the day.
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Psalms 38:5
My wounds are poisoned and evil-smelling, because of my foolish behaviour.
Job 2:7
And the Satan went out from before the Lord, and sent on Job an evil disease covering his skin from his feet to the top of his head.
Job 2:8
And he took a broken bit of a pot, and, seated in the dust, was rubbing himself with the sharp edge of it.
Isaiah 1:6
The body, from head to foot, is all diseased; it is a mass of open wounds, marks of blows, and broken flesh: the flow of blood has not been stopped, and no oil has been put on the wounds.
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Psalms 42:9
I will say to God my Rock, Why have you let me go from your memory? why do I go in sorrow because of the attacks of my haters?
Psalms 35:14
My behaviour was as if it had been my friend or my brother: I was bent low in grief like one whose mother is dead.
Psalms 43:2
You are the God of my strength; why have you put me from you? why do I go in sorrow because of the attacks of my haters?
Job 30:28
I go about in dark clothing, uncomforted; I get up in the public place, crying out for help.
Psalms 42:5
Why are you crushed down, O my soul? and why are you troubled in me? put your hope in God; for I will again give him praise who is my help and my God.
Psalms 145:14
The Lord is the support of all who are crushed, and the lifter up of all who are bent down.
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Psalms 32:3
When I kept my mouth shut, my bones were wasted, because of my crying all through the day.
Psalms 32:4
For the weight of your hand was on me day and night; my body became dry like the earth in summer. (Selah.)
Psalms 6:6
The voice of my sorrow is a weariness to me; all the night I make my bed wet with weeping; it is watered by the drops flowing from my eyes.
Psalms 6:2
Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am wasted away: make me well, for even my bones are troubled.
Psalms 6:3
My soul is in bitter trouble; and you, O Lord, how long?
Psalms 31:10
My life goes on in sorrow, and my years in weeping; my strength is almost gone because of my sin, and my bones are wasted away.
Psalms 77:2
In the day of my trouble, my heart was turned to the Lord: my hand was stretched out in the night without resting; my soul would not be comforted.
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Isaiah 53:3
Men made sport of him, turning away from him; he was a man of sorrows, marked by disease; and like one from whom men's faces are turned away, he was looked down on, and we put no value on him.
Isaiah 53:4
But it was our pain he took, and our diseases were put on him: while to us he seemed as one diseased, on whom God's punishment had come.
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