Psalms 38:6
I am troubled, I am made low; I go weeping all the day.
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Psalms 38:6
I am troubled, I am made low; I go weeping all the day.
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Psalms 38:1
A Psalm. Of David. To keep in memory. O Lord, be not bitter with me in your wrath; let not your hand be on me in the heat of your passion.
Psalms 38:2
For your arrows have gone into my flesh, and I am crushed under the weight of your hand.
Psalms 38:3
My flesh is wasted because of your wrath; and there is no peace in my bones because of my sin.
Psalms 38:4
For my crimes have gone over my head; they are like a great weight which is more than my strength.
Psalms 38:5
My wounds are poisoned and evil-smelling, because of my foolish behaviour.
Psalms 38:6
I am troubled, I am made low; I go weeping all the day.
Psalms 38:7
For my body is full of burning; all my flesh is unhealthy.
Psalms 38:8
I am feeble and crushed down; I gave a cry like a lion because of the grief in my heart.
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 6:4
Come back, O Lord, make my soul free; O give me salvation because of your mercy.
Job 33:19
Pain is sent on him as a punishment, while he is on his bed; there is no end to the trouble in his bones;
Jeremiah 8:21
For the destruction of the daughter of my people I am broken: I am dressed in the clothing of grief; fear has taken me in its grip.
1 Corinthians 4:13
When evil things are said about us we give gentle answers: we are made as the unclean things of the world, as that for which no one has any use, even till now.
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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.
Job 5:11
Lifting up those who are low, and putting the sad in a safe place;
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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.
Exodus 15:26
And he said, If with all your heart you will give attention to the voice of the Lord your God, and do what is right in his eyes, giving ear to his orders and keeping his laws, I will not put on you any of the diseases which I put on the Egyptians: for I am the Lord your life-giver.
Job 7:5
My flesh is covered with worms and dust; my skin gets hard and then is cracked again.
Job 17:14
If I say to the earth, You are my father; and to the worm, My mother and my sister;
Job 30:19
Truly God has made me low, even to the earth, and I have become like dust.
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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 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.
Job 19:20
My bones are joined to my skin, and I have got away with my flesh in my teeth.
Job 30:17
The flesh is gone from my bones, and they give me no rest; there is no end to my pains.
Job 30:30
My skin is black and dropping off me; and my bones are burning with the heat of my disease.
Psalms 39:10
No longer let your hand be hard on me; I am wasted by the blows of your hand.
Psalms 39:11
By the weight of your wrath against man's sin, the glory of his form is wasted away; truly every man is but a breath. (Selah.)
Psalms 102:4
My heart is broken; it has become dry and dead like grass, so that I give no thought to food.
Psalms 102:5
Because of the voice of my sorrow, my flesh is wasted to the bone.
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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.
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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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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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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.
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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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Exodus 9:9
And it will become small dust over all the land of Egypt, and will be a skin-disease bursting out in wounds on man and beast through all the land of Egypt.
Leviticus 13:18
And if a bad place has come out on the skin and is well again,
2 Kings 20:7
Then Isaiah said, Take a cake of figs. So they took it and put it on his wound, and he got better.
Isaiah 38:21
And Isaiah said, Let them take a cake of figs, and put it on the diseased place, and he will get well.
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Psalms 77:3
I will keep God in memory, with sounds of grief; my thoughts are troubled, and my spirit is overcome. (Selah.)
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Psalms 146:8
The Lord makes open the eyes of the blind; the Lord is the lifter up of those who are bent down; the Lord is a lover of the upright;
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Psalms 88:9
My eyes are wasting away because of my trouble: Lord, my cry has gone up to you every day, my hands are stretched out to you.
Isaiah 38:14
I make cries like a bird; I give out sounds of grief like a dove: my eyes are looking up with desire; O Lord, I am crushed, take up my cause.
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Luke 13:11
And there was a woman who had had a disease for eighteen years; she was bent, and was not able to make herself straight.
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