Then shall he speak unto them in his wrath, and vex them in his sore displeasure.

My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long?

The voice of my sorrow is a weariness to me; all the night I make my bed wet with weeping; it is watered by the drops flowing from my eyes.

My face, is all sunken with sorrow, - it hath aged, because of all mine adversaries.

Let all mine enemies be ashamed and sore vexed: let them return and be ashamed suddenly.

Behold, he travaileth with iniquity, he hath conceived sorrow, and brought forth ungodliness.

His mouth is full of cursing, deceit and fraud; under his tongue is travail and sorrow.

You have seen it; for your eyes are on sorrow and grief, to take it into your hand: the poor man puts his faith in you; you have been the helper of the child who has no father.

How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart daily? how long shall mine enemy be exalted over me?

The law of the LORD is perfect, converting the soul: the testimony of the LORD is sure, making wise the simple.

Now I am sure that the Lord will deliver his chosen king; he will intervene for him from his holy heavenly temple, and display his mighty ability to deliver.

He who is innocent of hands and pure of heart, who does not lift up his soul to falseness, and does not swear deceitfully.

For his anger lasts only a brief moment, and his good favor restores one's life. One may experience sorrow during the night, but joy arrives in the morning.

Be gracious to me, Lord,
because I am in distress;
my eyes are worn out from angry sorrow—
my whole being as well.

For my life is spent with sorrow, And my years with sighing: My strength faileth because of mine iniquity, And my bones are wasted away.

Then make sure you don't speak evil words or use deceptive speech!

The Lord is near to the heartbroken
And He saves those who are crushed in spirit (contrite in heart, truly sorry for their sin).

They repay me evil for the good I have done; I am overwhelmed with sorrow.

But as for me, when they were ill I put on the clothing of sorrow: I went without food and was sad, and my prayer came back again to my heart.

I behaved as if grieving for my friend or my brother;
I bowed down in mourning, as one who sorrows for his mother.

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

For my wickednesses are gone over my head, and are like a sore burden, too heavy for me to bear.

For my loins are filled with a sore disease, and there is no whole part in my body.

I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.

My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my sore; and my kinsmen stand afar off.

For I am ready to halt, and my sorrow is continually before me.

For I do confess my guilt and iniquity;
I am filled with anxiety because of my sin.

For the music director, Jeduthun; a psalm of David. I decided, "I will watch what I say and make sure I do not sin with my tongue. I will put a muzzle over my mouth while in the presence of an evil man."

I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.

He gave me reason to sing a new song, praising our God. May many see what God has done, so that they might swear allegiance to him and trust in the Lord!

I will say to God, my rock,
“Why have You forgotten me?
Why must I go about in sorrow
because of the enemy’s oppression?”

For You are the God of my refuge.
Why have You rejected me?
Why must I go about in sorrow
because of the enemy’s oppression?

Though thou hast sore broken us in the place of dragons, and covered us with the shadow of death.

Fear came there upon them, and sorrow as upon a woman in her travail.

My [only] sacrifice [acceptable] to God is a broken spirit;
A broken and contrite heart [broken with sorrow for sin, thoroughly penitent], such, O God, You will not despise.

Give thought to me, and let my prayer be answered: I have been made low in sorrow;

Because of the voice of an enemy, Because of the oppression of the wicked, For they cause sorrow to move against me, And in anger they hate me.

My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me.

Day and night they go about it upon the walls thereof: mischief also and sorrow are in the midst of it.

Let them be as a snail which melts away (secretes slime) as it goes along,
Like the miscarriage of a woman which never sees the sun.

{To the chanter, upon the rose of witness, Michtam of David, for to teach: when he fought against Mesopotamia, and Syria of Zoba: and when Joab turned back, and slew twelve thousand Edomites in the valley of Salt} O God, thou hast cast us out and scattered us abroad; thou that hast been so sore displeased at us, comfort us again.

But the king will rejoice in God;
all who swear by Him will boast,
for the mouths of liars will be shut.

Thou broughtest us into the net; Thou layedst a sore burden upon our loins.

I am exhausted from shouting for help; my throat is sore; my eyes grow tired of looking for my God.

But as for me, Lord,
my prayer to You is for a time of favor.
In Your abundant, faithful love, God,
answer me with Your sure salvation.

For they persecute him whom thou hast smitten; And they tell of the sorrow of those whom thou hast wounded.

But I am poor and full of sorrow; let me be lifted up by your salvation, O Lord.

I am become as it were a monster unto many, but my sure trust is in thee.

Thou, which hast shewed me great and sore troubles, shalt quicken me again, and shalt bring me up again from the depths of the earth.

In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran in the night, and ceased not: my soul refused to be comforted.

So I say, “I am grieved
that the right hand of the Most High has changed.”

Yea they again put GOD to the test, And, to the Holy One of Israel, caused they sorrow:

When God heard this, he was wroth, and took sore displeasure at Israel,

You have given them the bread of weeping for food; for their drink you have given them sorrow in great measure.

My eye grows dim with sorrow.
O Lord, I have called on You every day;
I have spread out my hands to You [in prayer].

"I made a covenant with my chosen one; I swore [an oath] to David my servant:

Once did I swear in my holy place if I shall lie to David.

Like the moon, shall it be established unto times age-abiding, And, a witness, in the skies, hath been made sure. Selah.

O Lord, where are Your former lovingkindnesses [so abundant in the days of David and Solomon],
Which You swore to David in Your faithfulness?

The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.

The LORD is king, and hath put on glorious apparel; the LORD hath put on his apparel, and girded himself with strength: he hath made the round world so sure, that it cannot be moved.

Thy testimonies are very sure: holiness becometh thine house, O LORD, for ever.

Unto whom I sware in my wrath that they should not enter into my rest.

Be ye sure, that the LORD he is God; it is he that hath made us, and not we ourselves. We are but his people, and the sheep of his pasture.

Mine enemies reproach me all the day; they that are mad against me swear by me.

He has exhausted my strength [humbling me with sorrow] in the way;
He has shortened my days.

that he made with Abraham, and by his oath [swore] to Isaac.

Therefore he sware unto them, That he would overthrow them in the wilderness,

Then they sent up their cry to the Lord in their sorrow, and he gave them salvation out of all their troubles;

Those who were in the dark, in the black night, in chains of sorrow and iron;

Then they sent up their cry to the Lord in their sorrow, and he gave them salvation out of all their troubles.

Then they send up their cry to the Lord in their sorrow, and he gives them salvation out of all their troubles.

Then they send up their cry to the Lord in their sorrow, and he gives them salvation out of all their troubles.

Again, they are minished and brought low through oppression, affliction, and sorrow.

The LORD sware, and will not repent, "Thou art a priest forever after the order of Melchizedek."

The works of his hands are verity and judgment; all his commandments are sure.

His heart is sure; he shall not be afraid though he sees his oppressors.

The sorrows of death compassed me, and the pains of hell gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.

I believed, and therefore will I speak; but I was sore troubled.

Thou hast thrust sore at me that I might fall: but the LORD helped me.

The LORD hath chastened me sore: but he hath not given me over unto death.

My soul is weary with sorrow: strengthen me according to your word.

Make Your Word sure to Your servant, who is devoted to Your fear.

Mine eyes long sore for thy word, saying, "O when wilt thou comfort me?"

All Your commandments are faithful and trustworthy.
They have persecuted me with a lie; help me [Lord]!

If I had not found encouragement in your law, I would have died in my sorrow.

I sware, and have fulfilled, To keep thy righteous regulations.

Make sure Thy servant for good, Let not the proud oppress me.

How he sware unto the LORD, and vowed unto the mighty God of Jacob;

The Lord swore to David
A truth from which He will not turn back:
“One of your descendants I will set upon your throne.

who invoke You deceitfully.
Your enemies swear by You falsely.

Yea, I hate them right sore, even as though they were mine enemies.

See if there is any way of sorrow in me, and be my guide in the eternal way.

Sure I am, that the LORD will avenge the poor, and maintain the cause of the helpless.