Psalms 88:4
I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength:
I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength:
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3For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.
5Free among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more: and they are cut off from thy hand.
6Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the deeps.
10I said in the cutting off of my days, I shall go to the gates of the grave: I am deprived of the residue of my years.
11I said, I shall not see the LORD, even the LORD, in the land of the living: I shall behold man no more with the inhabitants of the world.
12Mine age is departed, and is removed from me as a shepherd's tent: I have cut off like a weaver my life: he will cut me off with pining sickness: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.
3For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.
4Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
14LORD, why castest thou off my soul? why hidest thou thy face from me?
15I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: while I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.
16Thy fierce wrath goeth over me; thy terrors have cut me off.
14I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.
15My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
6I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
10For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
7Hear me speedily, O LORD: my spirit faileth: hide not thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit.
12I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.
8Thou hast put away mine acquaintance far from me; thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.
19He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
6He hath set me in dark places, as they that be dead of old.
1My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
4Then I said, I am cast out of thy sight; yet I will look again toward thy holy temple.
5The waters compassed me about, even to the soul: the depth closed me round about, the weeds were wrapped about my head.
6I went down to the bottoms of the mountains; the earth with her bars was about me for ever: yet hast thou brought up my life from corruption, O LORD my God.
1Unto thee will I cry, O LORD my rock; be not silent to me: lest, if thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit.
4I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul.
8I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
3The sorrows of death compassed me, and the pains of hell gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.
6But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised of the people.
17For I am ready to halt, and my sorrow is continually before me.
10My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.
4My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me.
11My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass.
2I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.
18And I said, My strength and my hope is perished from the LORD:
3O LORD, thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.
53They have cut off my life in the dungeon, and cast a stone upon me.
54Waters flowed over mine head; then I said, I am cut off.
4For mine iniquities are gone over mine head: as an heavy burden they are too heavy for me.
5The sorrows of hell compassed me about: the snares of death prevented me.
14The yoke of my transgressions is bound by his hand: they are wreathed, and come up upon my neck: he hath made my strength to fall, the Lord hath delivered me into their hands, from whom I am not able to rise up.
16They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.
9What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?
13If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.
28I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.
6The sorrows of hell compassed me about; the snares of death prevented me;
12For innumerable evils have compassed me about: mine iniquities have taken hold upon me, so that I am not able to look up; they are more than the hairs of mine head: therefore my heart faileth me.
16And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
13O that thou wouldest hide me in the grave, that thou wouldest keep me secret, until thy wrath be past, that thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me!
18For the grave cannot praise thee, death can not celebrate thee: they that go down into the pit cannot hope for thy truth.