Psalm 32:4

The Joy Of Forgiveness

³ When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long. ⁴ For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah. ⁵ I acknowledged my sin unto thee, and mine iniquity have I not hid. I said, I will confess my transgressions unto the LORD; 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 hand be heavy upon thee.

1 Samuel 5:11

So they sent and gathered together all the lords of the Philistines, and said, Send away the ark of the God of Israel, and let it go again to his own place, that it slay us not, and our people: for there was a deadly destruction 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 the LORD was heavy upon them of Ashdod, and he destroyed them, and smote them with emerods, even Ashdod and the coasts thereof.

1 Samuel 5:9

And it was so, that, after they had carried it about, the hand of the LORD was against the city with a very great destruction: and he smote the men of the city, both small and great, and they had emerods in their secret parts.

1 Samuel 6:9

And see, if it goeth up by the way of his own coast to Bethshemesh, 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

O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleadeth for his neighbour!

Job 30:30

My skin is black upon 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 thine 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 an hearth.

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 was black like an oven because of the terrible famine.