Psalm 102:4 - New Revised Standard Version

⁴ My heart is stricken and withered like grass; I am too wasted to eat my bread.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

⁴ My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; So that I forget to eat my bread.

Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

⁴ My heart is smitten like grass and withered, so that [in absorption] I forget to eat my food.

American Standard Version (1901)

⁴ My heart is smitten like grass, and withered; For I forget to eat my bread.

Common English Bible

⁴ my heart is smashed like dried-up grass. I even forget to eat my food

Catholic Public Domain Version

⁴ He redeems your life from destruction. He crowns you with mercy and compassion.

Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

⁴ Who redeemeth thy life from destruction: who crowneth thee with mercy and compassion.

Psalm 102:4 Cross References

2 Samuel 12:17

The elders of his house stood beside him, urging him to rise from the ground; but he would not, nor did he eat food with them.

Ezra 10:6

Then Ezra withdrew from before the house of God, and went to the chamber of Jehohanan son of Eliashib, where he spent the night. He did not eat bread or drink water, for he was mourning over the faithlessness of the exiles.

Job 10:1

“I loathe my life; I will give free utterance to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

Job 30:30

My skin turns black and falls from me, and my bones burn with heat.

Job 33:20

so that their lives loathe bread, and their appetites dainty food.

Job 6:4

For the arrows of the Almighty are in me; my spirit drinks their poison; the terrors of God are arrayed against me.

Psalm 102:11

My days are like an evening shadow; I wither away like grass.

Psalm 102:9

For I eat ashes like bread, and mingle tears with my drink,

Psalm 37:2

for they will soon fade like the grass, and wither like the green herb.

Psalm 42:6

and my God. My soul is cast down within me; therefore I remember you from the land of Jordan and of Hermon, from Mount Mizar.

Psalm 69:20

Insults have broken my heart, so that I am in despair. I looked for pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.

Psalm 77:3

I think of God, and I moan; I meditate, and my spirit faints. Selah

Isaiah 40:7

The grass withers, the flower fades, when the breath of the Lord blows upon it; surely the people are grass.

Lamentations 3:13

He shot into my vitals the arrows of his quiver;

Lamentations 3:20

My soul continually thinks of it and is bowed down within me.

Acts 9:9

For three days he was without sight, and neither ate nor drank.