Treasury of Scripture Knowledge
When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.
And there came to them the sound of the Lord God walking in the garden in the evening wind: and the man and his wife went to a secret place among the trees of the garden, away from the eyes of the Lord God.
1 Samuel 31:13
And their bones they put in the earth under a tree in Jabesh; and for seven days they took no food.
2 Samuel 11:27
And when the days of weeping were past, David sent for her, and took her into his house, and she became his wife and gave him a son. But the Lord was not pleased with the thing David had done.
2 Samuel 12:1
And the Lord sent Nathan to David. And Nathan came to him and said, There were two men in the same town: one a man of great wealth, and the other a poor man.
2 Samuel 21:12
And David went and took the bones of Saul and his son Jonathan from the men of Jabesh-gilead, who had taken them away secretly from the public place of Beth-shan, where the Philistines had put them, hanging up the bodies there on the day when they put Saul to death in Gilboa:
He who keeps his sins secret will not do well; but one who is open about them, and gives them up, will get mercy.
I was quickly angry with his evil ways, and sent punishment on him, veiling my face in wrath: and he went on, turning his heart from me.
Certainly Ephraim's words of grief have come to my ears, You have given me training and I have undergone it like a young cow unused to the yoke: let me be turned and come back, for you are the Lord my God.
And he went and put himself into the hands of one of the people of that country, and he sent him into his fields to give the pigs their food.
Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am wasted away: make me well, for even my bones are troubled.
Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am in trouble; my eyes are wasted with grief, I am wasted in soul and body.
Make me full of joy and rapture; so that the bones which have been broken may be glad.
The flesh is gone from my bones, and they give me no rest; there is no end to my pains.
Judah has been taken away as a prisoner because of trouble and hard work; her living-place is among the nations, there is no rest for her: all her attackers have overtaken her in a narrow place.
My flesh and my skin have been used up by him and my bones broken.
My God, my God, why are you turned away from me? why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my crying?
In place of my food I have grief, and cries of sorrow come from me like water.
Your sons are overcome, like a roe in a net; they are full of the wrath of the Lord, the punishment of your God.
We make noises of grief, like bears, and sad sounds like doves: we are looking for our right, but it is not there; for salvation, but it is far from us.
Even when I send up a cry for help, he keeps my prayer shut out.
And they have not made prayer to me in their hearts, but they make loud cries on their beds; they are cutting themselves for food and wine, they are turned against me.