7 Bible Verses about Feelings Overwhelmed

My God! My God! Why have you abandoned me? Why are you so far from delivering me from my groaning words? My God, I cry out to you throughout the day, but you do not answer; and throughout the night, but I have no rest. You are holy, enthroned on the praises of Israel.read more.
Our ancestors trusted in you; they trusted and you delivered them. They cried out to you and escaped; they trusted in you and were not put to shame. But as for me, I am only a worm and not a man, scorned by mankind and despised by people. Everyone who sees me mocks me; they gape at me with open mouths and shake their heads at me. They say, "Commit yourself to the LORD; perhaps the LORD will deliver him, perhaps he will cause him to escape, since he delights in him." Yet, you are the one who took me from the womb, and kept me safe on my mother's breasts.

Pay attention to my prayer, God, and do not hide yourself from my appeal. Pay attention to me and answer me. I moan and groan in my thoughts, because of the voice of the enemy, and because of the oppression of the wicked. They bring down evil upon me, and in anger they hate me.read more.
My heart is trembling within me, and the terrors of death have assaulted me. Fear and trembling have overwhelmed me, and horror has covered me. I said, "O, who will give me the wings of a dove, so that I could fly away and live somewhere else? Look, I want to flee far away; I want to settle down in the wilderness. Interlude I want to deliver myself quickly from this windstorm and tempest." Confound them, Lord, and confuse their speech, because I have seen violence and strife in the city.

God, hear my cry; pay attention to my prayer. From the end of the earth I will cry to you whenever my heart is overwhelmed. Place me on the rock that's too high for me. For you have been a refuge for me, a tower of strength before the enemy.

I cry out to God! I cry out to God and he hears me. When I was in distress, I sought the Lord; my hands were raised at night and they did not grow weary. I refused to be comforted. I remember God, and I groan; I meditate, while my spirit grows faint. Interluderead more.
You kept my eyes open; I was troubled and couldn't speak.

LORD, hear my prayer! May my cry for help come to you. Do not hide your face from me when I am in trouble. Listen to me. When I call to out you, hurry to answer me! For my days are vanishing like smoke; my bones are charred as in a fireplace.read more.
Withered like grass, my heart is overwhelmed, and I have even forgotten to eat my food. Because of the sound of my sighing, my bones cling to my skin. I resemble a pelican in the wilderness or an owl in a desolate land. I lie awake, yet I am like a bird isolated on a rooftop. My enemies revile me all day long; those who ridicule me use my name to curse. I have eaten ashes as food and mixed my drink with tears because of your indignation and wrath, when you lifted and threw me away.

My voice cries out to the LORD; my voice pleads for mercy to the LORD. I pour out my complaint to him, telling him all of my troubles. Though my spirit grows faint within me, you are aware of my path. Wherever I go, they have hidden a trap for me.read more.
I look to my right and observe no one is concerned about me. There is nowhere I can go for refuge, and no one cares for me. So I cry to you, Lord, declaring, "You are my refuge, my only possession while I am on this earth." Pay attention to my cry, for I have been brought very low. Deliver me from my tormentors, for they are far too strong for me. Break me out of this prison, so I can give thanks to your name. The righteous will surround me, for you will deal generously with me. A Davidic Song

LORD, hear my prayer; pay attention to my request, because you are faithful; answer me in your righteousness. Do not enter into judgment with your servant, for no living person is righteous in your sight. For those who oppose me are pursuing my life, crushing me to the ground, making me sit in darkness like those who died long ago.read more.
As a result, my spirit is desolate within me, and my mind within me is appalled. I remember the former times, meditating on everything you have done. I think about the work of your hands. I stretch out my hands toward you, longing for you like a parched land. Interlude Answer me quickly, LORD; my spirit is failing. Do not hide your face from me; otherwise, I will become like those who descend to the Pit, In the morning let me hear of your gracious love, for in you I trust. Cause me to know the way I should take, because I have set my hope on you.