Psalm 32:4

The Joy Of Forgiveness

³ When I kept silence, my bones waxed old, through my groaning all the day long. ⁴ For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me; my moisture was turned into the drought of summer. Selah. ⁵ I acknowledged my sin unto thee, and mine iniquity I covered not; I said, I will confess my transgressions unto Jehovah, and thou forgavest the iniquity of my sin. Selah.

Day and Night

Selah

Job 33:7

Behold, my terror shall not make thee afraid, nor my burden be heavy upon thee.

1 Samuel 5:11

And they sent and gathered all the lords of the Philistines, and said, Send away the ark of the God of Israel, and let it go again to its own place, that it kill us not, and our people. For there was deadly alarm throughout the city: the hand of God was very heavy there;

Psalm 22:15

My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue cleaveth to my palate; and thou hast laid me in the dust of death.

1 Samuel 5:6-7

And the hand of Jehovah was heavy upon them of Ashdod, and he laid them waste, and smote them with hemorrhoids, Ashdod and its borders.

1 Samuel 5:9

And it came to pass that, after they had carried it about, the hand of Jehovah was against the city with very great panic; and he smote the men of the city, both small and great, and hemorrhoids broke out upon them.

1 Samuel 6:9

And see, if it go up by the way of its own border to Beth-shemesh, it is he who has done us this great evil; if not, then we shall know that it is not his hand that touched us; it was a chance that happened to us.

Job 16:21

Oh that there were arbitration for a man with +God, as a son of man for his friend!

Job 30:30

My skin is become black and falleth off me, and my bones are parched with heat.

Psalm 38:2-8

For thine arrows stick fast in me, and thy hand cometh down upon me.

Psalm 39:10-11

Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.

Psalm 90:6-7

In the morning it flourisheth and groweth up; in the evening it is cut down and withereth.

Psalm 102:3-4

For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as a firebrand.

Lamentations 4:8

Their visage is darker than blackness, they are not known in the streets; their skin cleaveth to their bones, it is withered, it is become like a stick.

Lamentations 5:10

Our skin gloweth like an oven, because of the burning heat of the famine.