Psalm 32:4

The Joy Of Forgiveness

³ When I kept silence, my bones wasted away Through my groaning all the day long. ⁴ For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: My moisture was changed as with the drought of summer. Selah ⁵ I acknowledged my sin unto thee, And mine iniquity did I not hide: 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, Neither shall my pressure be heavy upon thee.

1 Samuel 5:11

They sent therefore and gathered together all the lords of the Philistines, and they said, Send away the ark of the God of Israel, and let it go again to its own place, that is slay us not, and our people. For there was a deadly discomfiture throughout all 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 jaws; And thou hast brought me into the dust of death.

1 Samuel 5:6-7

But the hand of Jehovah was heavy upon them of Ashdod, and he destroyed them, and smote them with tumors, even Ashdod and the borders thereof.

1 Samuel 5:9

And it was so, that, after they had carried it about, the hand of Jehovah was against the city with a very great discomfiture: and he smote the men of the city, both small and great; and tumors brake out upon them.

1 Samuel 6:9

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

Job 16:21

That he would maintain the right of a man with God, And of a son of man with his neighbor!

Job 30:30

My skin is black, and falleth from me, And my bones are burned with heat.

Psalm 38:2-8

For thine arrows stick fast in me, And thy hand presseth me sore.

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 consume away like smoke, And my bones are burned as a firebrand.

Lamentations 4:8

Their visage is blacker than a coal; 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 is black like an oven, Because of the burning heat of famine.