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Psalm 6:6

New Century Version

I am tired of crying to you. Every night my bed is wet with tears; my bed is soaked from my crying.

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“I hate my life, so I will complain without holding back; I will speak because I am so unhappy.

The one who speaks for me is my friend. My eyes pour out tears to God.

“My complaint is still bitter today. I groan because God’s heavy hand is on me.

But I am given months that are empty, and nights of misery have been given to me.

Dead people do not praise the Lord; those in the grave are silent.

Lord, hear me and have mercy on me. Lord, help me.”

Lord, you know everything I want; my cries are not hidden from you.

“Lord, hear my prayer, and listen to my cry. Do not ignore my tears. I am like a visitor with you. Like my ancestors, I’m only here a short time.

Day and night, my tears have been my food. People are always saying, “Where is your God?”

I am tired from calling for help; my throat is sore. My eyes are tired from waiting for God to help me.

Will your love be told in the grave? Will your loyalty be told in the place of death?

My eyes are weak from crying. Lord, I have prayed to you every day; I have lifted my hands in prayer to you.

People in the place of the dead cannot praise you; those who have died cannot sing praises to you; those who die don’t trust you to help them.

“Jeremiah, speak this message to the people of Judah: ‘Let my eyes be filled with tears night and day, without stopping. My people have received a terrible blow; they have been hurt badly.

“I cry about these things; my eyes overflow with tears. There is no one near to comfort me, no one who can give me strength again. My children are left sad and lonely, because the enemy has won.”

She cries loudly at night, and tears are on her cheeks. There is no one to comfort her; all who loved her are gone. All her friends have turned against her and are now her enemies.

My eyes have no more tears, and I am sick to my stomach. I feel empty inside, because my people have been destroyed. Children and babies are fainting in the streets of the city.

and stood behind Jesus at his feet, crying. She began to wash his feet with her tears, and she dried them with her hair, kissing them many times and rubbing them with the perfume.




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