Isaiah 38:14
Like a swallow or a thrush I chirp, I coo like a dove; my eyes grow tired from looking up to the sky. O sovereign master, I am oppressed; help me!
Isaiah 59:11
We all growl like bears, we coo mournfully like doves; we wait for deliverance, but there is none, for salvation, but it is far from us.
Job 30:29
I have become a brother to jackals and a companion of ostriches.
Psalm 69:3
I am exhausted from shouting for help; my throat is sore; my eyes grow tired of looking for my God.
Psalm 119:122-123
Guarantee the welfare of your servant! Do not let the arrogant oppress me!
Ezekiel 7:16
Their survivors will escape to the mountains and become like doves of the valleys; all of them will moan -- each one for his iniquity.
Nahum 2:7
Nineveh is taken into exile and is led away; her slave girls moan like doves while they beat their breasts.
Job 17:3
Make then my pledge with you. Who else will put up security for me?
Psalm 102:4-7
My heart is parched and withered like grass, for I am unable to eat food.
Psalm 119:82
My eyes grow tired as I wait for your promise to be fulfilled. I say, "When will you comfort me?"
Psalm 123:1-4
A song of ascents. I look up toward you, the one enthroned in heaven.
Psalm 143:7
Answer me quickly, Lord! My strength is fading. Do not reject me, or I will join those descending into the grave.
Lamentations 4:17
(Ayin) Our eyes continually failed us as we looked in vain for help. From our watchtowers we watched for a nation that could not rescue us.