Bible Verses About Pain

Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it.

There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.

But his flesh upon him shall have pain, and his soul within him shall mourn.

For we know that the whole creation groaneth and travaileth in pain together until now.

Be afflicted, and mourn, and weep: let your laughter be turned to mourning, and your joy to heaviness.

In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran in the night, and ceased not: my soul refused to be comforted.

For thus saith the Lord, Thy bruise is incurable, and thy wound is grievous.

For as the sufferings of Christ abound in us, so our consolation also aboundeth by Christ.

Is it nothing to you, all ye that pass by? behold, and see if there be any sorrow like unto my sorrow, which is done unto me, wherewith the Lord hath afflicted me in the day of his fierce anger.

From above hath he sent fire into my bones, and it prevaileth against them: he hath spread a net for my feet, he hath turned me back: he hath made me desolate and faint all the day.

Therefore are my loins filled with pain: pangs have taken hold upon me, as the pangs of a woman that travaileth: I was bowed down at the hearing of it; I was dismayed at the seeing of it.

Many are the afflictions of the righteous: but the Lord delivereth him out of them all.

Why criest thou for thine affliction? thy sorrow is incurable for the multitude of thine iniquity: because thy sins were increased, I have done these things unto thee.

Now no chastening for the present seemeth to be joyous, but grievous: nevertheless afterward it yieldeth the peaceable fruit of righteousness unto them which are exercised thereby.

Wherein I suffer trouble, as an evil doer, even unto bonds; but the word of God is not bound.

For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, worketh for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory;

And saying, Lord, my servant lieth at home sick of the palsy, grievously tormented.

For godly sorrow worketh repentance to salvation not to be repented of: but the sorrow of the world worketh death.

It is good for me that I have been afflicted; that I might learn thy statutes.

For he breaketh me with a tempest, and multiplieth my wounds without cause.

The Lord hath chastened me sore: but he hath not given me over unto death.

But and if ye suffer for righteousness’ sake, happy are ye: and be not afraid of their terror, neither be troubled;

Yet if any man suffer as a Christian, let him not be ashamed; but let him glorify God on this behalf.

Behold, we count them happy which endure. Ye have heard of the patience of Job, and have seen the end of the Lord; that the Lord is very pitiful, and of tender mercy.

And they shall be afraid: pangs and sorrows shall take hold of them; they shall be in pain as a woman that travaileth: they shall be amazed one at another; their faces shall be as flames.

The sorrows of death compassed me, and the pains of hell gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.

For he maketh sore, and bindeth up: he woundeth, and his hands make whole.

Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.

But though he cause grief, yet will he have compassion according to the multitude of his mercies.

And if they be bound in fetters, and be holden in cords of affliction;

I believed, therefore have I spoken: I was greatly afflicted:

Like as a woman with child, that draweth near the time of her delivery, is in pain, and crieth out in her pangs; so have we been in thy sight, O Lord.

Who comforteth us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith we ourselves are comforted of God.

For this is thankworthy, if a man for conscience toward God endure grief, suffering wrongfully.

We have heard the fame thereof: our hands wax feeble: anguish hath taken hold of us, and pain, as of a woman in travail.

For they persecute him whom thou hast smitten; and they talk to the grief of those whom thou hast wounded.

Wherein ye greatly rejoice, though now for a season, if need be, ye are in heaviness through manifold temptations:

Come, and let us return unto the Lord: for he hath torn, and he will heal us; he hath smitten, and he will bind us up.

Why is my pain perpetual, and my wound incurable, which refuseth to be healed? wilt thou be altogether unto me as a liar, and as waters that fail?

So went Satan forth from the presence of the Lord, and smote Job with sore boils from the sole of his foot unto his crown.