Psalms 38:2
“For thine arrows stick fast in me, and thy hand presseth me sore.”
O Lord, rebuke me not in thy wrath: neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
For thine arrows stick fast in me, and thy hand presseth me sore.
There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.
For mine iniquities are gone over mine head: as an heavy burden they are too heavy for me.
Cross-References
“For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.”
“For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah.”
“For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.”
“For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah.”
“My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.”