Psalm 38:5 My wounds stink and are corrupt because of my foolishness.
Psalm 38:7 For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.
Psalm 38:14 Thus I was as a man that heareth not, and in whose mouth are no reproofs.
Psalm 38:19 But mine enemies are lively, and they are strong: and they that hate me wrongfully are multiplied.
Psalm 38:20 They also that render evil for good are mine adversaries; because I follow the thing that good is.
Psalm 39:6 Surely every man walketh in a vain show: surely they are disquieted in vain: he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.
Psalm 40:5 Many, O LORD my God, are thy wonderful works which thou hast done, and thy thoughts which are to us-ward: they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee: if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered.
Psalm 40:12 For innumerable evils have compassed me about: mine iniquities have taken hold upon me, so that I am not able to look up; they are more than the hairs of mine head: therefore my heart faileth me.
Psalm 42:7 Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.
Psalm 44:13 Thou makest us a reproach to our neighbours, a scorn and a derision to them that are round about us.
Psalm 44:22 Yea, for thy sake are we killed all the day long; we are counted as sheep for the slaughter.
Psalm 45:5 Thine arrows are sharp in the heart of the king's enemies; whereby the people fall under thee.
Psalm 47:9 The princes of the people are gathered together, even the people of the God of Abraham: for the shields of the earth belong unto God: he is greatly exalted.
Psalm 49:14 Like sheep they are laid in the grave; death shall feed on them; and the upright shall have dominion over them in the morning; and their beauty ㆍ shall consume in the grave from their dwelling.
Psalm 50:11 I know all the fowls of the mountains: and the wild beasts of the field are mine.
Psalm 51:17 The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise.
Psalm 53:1 To the chief Musician upon Mahalath, Maschil, [A Psalm] of David. The fool hath said in his heart, There is no God. Corrupt are they, and have done abominable iniquity: there is none that doeth good.
Psalm 53:3 Every one of them is gone back: they are altogether become filthy; there is none that doeth good, no, not one.
Psalm 54:3 For strangers are risen up against me, and oppressors seek after my soul: they have not set God before them. Selah.
Psalm 55:4 My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me.