Bible Verses About Afflictions and Adversities

At least now understand, that God hath not afflicted me with an equal judgment, and compassed me with his scourges.

Have pity on me, have pity on me, at least you my friends, because the hand of the Lord hath touched me.

How often shall the lamp of the wicked be put out, and a deluge come upon them, and he shall distribute the sorrows of his wrath?

But he knoweth my way, and has tried me as gold that passeth through the fire:

God hath softened my heart, and the Almighty hath troubled me.

As God liveth, who hath taken away my judgment, and the Almighty, who hath brought my soul to bitterness,

If I had a mind to go to them, I sat first, and when I sat as a king, with his army standing about him, yet I was a comforter of them that mourned.

For he hath opened his quiver, and hath afflicted me, and hath put a bridle into my mouth.

If I have despised him that was perishing for want of clothing, and the poor man that had no covering:

If his sides have not blessed me, and if he were not warmed with the fleece of my sheep:

If I have lifted up my hand against the fatherless, even when I saw myself superior in the gate:

Let my shoulder fall from its joint, and let my arm with its bones be broken.

For when he granteth peace, who is there that can condemn? When he hideth his countenance, who is there that can behold him, whether it regard nations, or all men?

And he hath not said: Where is God, who made me, who hath given songs in the night?

And he shall judge the world in equity, he shall judge the people in justice.

And the Lord is become a refuge for the poor: a helper in due time in tribulation.

A psalm for David. The Lord ruleth me: and I shall want nothing.

He hath set me in a place of pasture. He hath brought me up, on the water of refreshment:

The innocent in hands, and clean of heart, who hath not taken his soul in vain, nor sworn deceitfully to his neighbour.

Because they have not understood the works of the Lord, and the operations of his hands: thou shalt destroy them, and shalt not build them up.

Blessed be the Lord, for he hath heard the voice of my supplication.

Thou wilt bring me out of this snare, which they have hidden for me: for thou art my protector.

Thou art my refuge from the trouble which hath encompassed me: my joy, deliver me from them that surround me.

Let them be confounded and ashamed that seek after my soul. Let them be turned back and be confounded that devise evil against me.

Let not them that are my enemies wrongfully rejoice over me: who have hated me without cause, and wink with the eyes.