The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise.

Our soul hath escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken, and we have escaped.

He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.

Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God: for thou hast smitten all my enemies upon the cheek bone; thou hast broken the teeth of the ungodly.

He teacheth my hands to war, so that a bow of steel is broken by my arms.

I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.

The LORD is nigh to them that are of a broken heart; and saveth such as are of a contrite spirit.

He keepeth all his bones: not one of them is broken.

Their sword shall enter into their own heart, and their bows shall be broken.

For the arms of the wicked shall be broken: but the LORD upholdeth the righteous.

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

Make me to hear joy and gladness; that the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice.

He hath put forth his hands against such as are at peace with him: he hath broken his covenant.

Thou hast made the earth to tremble; thou hast broken it: heal its breaches; for it shaketh.