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

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

Arise, Jehovah; save me, my God! For thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheekbone, thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.

I am forgotten in their heart as a dead man; I am become like a broken vessel.

Jehovah is nigh to those that are of a broken heart, and saveth them that 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 Jehovah upholdeth the righteous.

I am faint and broken beyond measure; I roar by reason of the agitation of my heart.

With an east wind thou hast broken the ships of Tarshish.

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

Reproach hath broken my heart, and I am overwhelmed: and I looked for sympathy, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.

Why hast thou broken down its fences, so that all who pass by the way do pluck it?