Psalms 6:2

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.

O Lord my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.

For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.

Heal me, O Lord, and I shall be healed; save me, and I shall be saved: for thou art my praise.

See now that I, even I, am he, and there is no god with me: I kill, and I make alive; I wound, and I heal: neither is there any that can deliver out of my hand.

The Lord will strengthen him upon the bed of languishing: thou wilt make all his bed in his sickness. I said, Lord, be merciful unto me: heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee.

Make me to hear joy and gladness; that the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice.

So Abraham prayed unto God: and God healed Abimelech, and his wife, and his maidservants; and they bare children.

He is chastened also with pain upon his bed, and the multitude of his bones with strong pain: So that his life abhorreth bread, and his soul dainty meat. His flesh is consumed away, that it cannot be seen; and his bones that were not seen stick out.

When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.

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

For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.

And his fame went throughout all Syria: and they brought unto him all sick people that were taken with divers diseases and torments, and those which were possessed with devils, and those which were lunatick, and those that had the palsy; and he healed them.

And said, If thou wilt diligently hearken to the voice of the Lord thy God, and wilt do that which is right in his sight, and wilt give ear to his commandments, and keep all his statutes, I will put none of these diseases upon thee, which I have brought upon the Egyptians: for I am the Lord that healeth thee.

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

And Moses cried unto the Lord, saying, Heal her now, O God, I beseech thee.

I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.

Like as a father pitieth his children, so the Lord pitieth them that fear him. For he knoweth our frame; he remembereth that we are dust. As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth. For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more. But the mercy of the Lord is from everlasting to everlasting upon them that fear him, and his righteousness unto children’s children;

Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the hand of God hath touched me.