Verse 9
Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am in trouble; my eyes are wasted with grief, I am wasted in soul and body.
Referenced Verses
- Ps 6:7 : 7 My eyes are wasting away with trouble; they are becoming old because of all those who are against me.
- Ps 88:9 : 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.
- Ps 102:3-5 : 3 My days are wasted like smoke, and my bones are burned up as in a fire. 4 My heart is broken; it has become dry and dead like grass, so that I give no thought to food. 5 Because of the voice of my sorrow, my flesh is wasted to the bone.
- Ps 107:10 : 10 Those who were in the dark, in the black night, in chains of sorrow and iron;
- Lam 4:17 : 17 Our eyes are still wasting away in looking for our false help: we have been watching for a nation unable to give salvation.
- Lam 5:17 : 17 Because of this our hearts are feeble; for these things our eyes are dark;
- Job 17:7 : 7 My eyes have become dark because of my pain, and all my body is wasted to a shade.
- Job 33:19-22 : 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; 20 He has no desire for food, and his soul is turned away from delicate meat; 21 His flesh is so wasted away, that it may not be seen, and his bones. ... 22 And his soul comes near to the underworld, and his life to the angels of death.
- Ps 6:1-2 : 1 <To the chief music-maker on corded instruments, on the Sheminith. A Psalm. Of David.> O Lord, do not be bitter with me in your wrath; do not send punishment on me in the heat of your passion. 2 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am wasted away: make me well, for even my bones are troubled.
- Ps 22:14-15 : 14 I am flowing away like water, and all my bones are out of place: my heart is like wax, it has become soft in my body. 15 My throat is dry like a broken vessel; my tongue is fixed to the roof of my mouth, and the dust of death is on my lips.
- Ps 38:1-9 : 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. 2 For your arrows have gone into my flesh, and I am crushed under the weight of your hand. 3 My flesh is wasted because of your wrath; and there is no peace in my bones because of my sin. 4 For my crimes have gone over my head; they are like a great weight which is more than my strength. 5 My wounds are poisoned and evil-smelling, because of my foolish behaviour. 6 I am troubled, I am made low; I go weeping all the day. 7 For my body is full of burning; all my flesh is unhealthy. 8 I am feeble and crushed down; I gave a cry like a lion because of the grief in my heart. 9 Lord, all my desire is before you; my sorrow is not kept secret from you. 10 My heart goes out in pain, my strength is wasting away; as for the light of my eyes, it is gone from me.
- Ps 44:25 : 25 For our souls are crushed down to the dust: our bodies are stretched out on the earth.
- Ps 66:14 : 14 Keeping the word which came from my lips, and which my mouth said, when I was in trouble.
- Ps 73:14 : 14 For I have been troubled all the day; every morning have I undergone punishment.
- Ps 73:26 : 26 My flesh and my heart are wasting away: but God is the Rock of my heart and my eternal heritage.
- Ps 88:3-5 : 3 For my soul is full of evils, and my life has come near to the underworld. 4 I am numbered among those who go down into the earth; I have become like a man for whom there is no help: 5 My soul is among the dead, like those in the underworld, to whom you give no more thought; for they are cut off from your care.