I took the weight from his back; his hands were made free from the baskets.

The weight of your wrath is crushing me, all your waves have overcome me. (Selah.)

And I said, It is a weight on my spirit; but I will keep in mind the years of the right hand of the Most High.

For the weight of your hand was on me day and night; my body became dry like the earth in summer. (Selah.)

By the weight of your wrath against man's sin, the glory of his form is wasted away; truly every man is but a breath. (Selah.)

For unnumbered evils are round about me; my sins have overtaken me, so that I am bent down with their weight; they are more than the hairs of my head, my strength is gone because of them.

I am troubled because of the voice of the cruel ones, because of the loud cry of the evil-doers; for they put a weight of evil on me, and they are cruel in their hate for me.

So that he made their hearts weighted down with grief; they were falling, and had no helper.