Psalms 143:4
Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
My spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart is appalled inside me.
Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; My heart within me is desolate.
Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
Therfore is my sprete vexed within me, and my herte within me is desolate.
And my spirit was in perplexitie in me, and mine heart within me was amased.
And my spirite is ouerwhelmed within me: and my heart is desolate in the midst of me.
Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.
And my spirit in me is become feeble, Within me is my heart become desolate.
Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; My heart within me is desolate.
Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; My heart within me is desolate.
Because of this my spirit is overcome; and my heart is full of fear.
Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.
My strength leaves me; I am absolutely shocked.
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3For the enemy has persecuted my soul; he has crushed my life to the ground; he has made me dwell in darkness, like those long dead.
4My heart is in anguish within me, and the terrors of death have fallen upon me.
3When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then You knew my path. In the way where I walked, they secretly laid a snare for me.
4I looked on my right hand and beheld, but there was no one who would know me; refuge failed me; no one cared for my soul.
16And now my soul is poured out within me; the days of affliction have seized me.
14I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint; my heart is like wax; it is melted within me.
15My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue clings to my jaws; You have brought me into the dust of death.
4My heart is stricken and withered like grass, so I forget to eat my bread.
5Because of the voice of my groaning, my bones cling to my skin.
10My heart pants, my strength fails me; as for the light of my eyes, it also has gone from me.
11He has turned aside my ways and torn me to pieces; He has made me desolate.
18When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint within me.
20Behold, O LORD; for I am in distress: my heart is troubled; my heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: abroad the sword bereaves, at home there is as death.
9Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: my eye is consumed with grief, yes, my soul and my body.
10For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
21Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pierced in my mind.
8I am feeble and severely broken; I have roared because of the disquiet of my heart.
13From above he has sent fire into my bones, and it prevails against them: he has spread a net for my feet, he has turned me back: he has made me desolate and faint all the day.
7But now he has made me weary; you have made desolate all my company.
6He has set me in dark places, like those long dead.
4My heart pounded, fearfulness frightened me; the night that I delighted in has been turned into terror for me.
5Why are you cast down, O my soul? and why are you disquieted within me? hope in God: for I shall yet praise Him for the help of His countenance.
6O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore I will remember You from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.
7Deep calls unto deep at the noise of Your waterfalls: all Your waves and billows have gone over me.
1My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
2How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart daily? How long shall my enemy be exalted over me?
20My soul still remembers them and is humbled within me.
12For innumerable evils have surrounded me: my iniquities have taken hold of me, so that I am not able to look up; they are more than the hairs of my head: therefore my heart fails me.
17You have moved my soul far from peace; I forgot prosperity.
18And I said, My strength and my hope perished from the LORD.
22For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
7Answer me quickly, O LORD; my spirit fails: do not hide Your face from me, lest I be like those who go down into the pit.
3I remembered God, and was troubled; I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.
3For my soul is full of troubles, and my life draws near to the grave.
4I am counted with those who go down into the pit; I am as a man who has no strength:
1My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
16For these things I weep; my eye, my eye runs down with water, because the comforter that should relieve my soul is far from me: my children are desolate, because the enemy prevailed.
16Turn to me and have mercy on me, for I am desolate and afflicted.
6I am troubled; I am greatly bowed down; I go mourning all the day long.
12I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.
11My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
3My soul is also greatly troubled: but You, O LORD, how long?
1My God, my God, why have You forsaken me? Why are You so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?
4Then I said, I am cast out of Your sight; yet I will look again toward Your holy temple.
7My eye also is dim because of sorrow, and all my members are like a shadow.
16For God makes my heart faint, and the Almighty troubles me.
4My flesh and my skin He has made old; He has broken my bones.
53They cut off my life in the pit and threw a stone upon me.
15What shall I say? He has spoken to me, and He Himself has done it: I shall go softly all my years in the bitterness of my soul.
17For I am ready to fall, and my sorrow is continually before me.