Verse 9

I will say to God my Rock, Why have you let me go from your memory? why do I go in sorrow because of the attacks of my haters?

Referenced Verses

  • Ps 38:6 : 6 I am troubled, I am made low; I go weeping all the day.
  • Ps 43:2 : 2 You are the God of my strength; why have you put me from you? why do I go in sorrow because of the attacks of my haters?
  • Ps 18:2 : 2 The Lord is my Rock, my walled town, and my saviour; my God, my Rock, in him will I put my faith; my breastplate, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower.
  • Job 30:26-31 : 26 For I was looking for good, and evil came; I was waiting for light, and it became dark. 27 My feelings are strongly moved, and give me no rest; days of trouble have overtaken me. 28 I go about in dark clothing, uncomforted; I get up in the public place, crying out for help. 29 I have become a brother to the jackals, and go about in the company of ostriches. 30 My skin is black and dropping off me; and my bones are burning with the heat of my disease. 31 And my music has been turned to sorrow, and the sound of my pipe into the noise of weeping.
  • Lam 5:1-9 : 1 Keep in mind, O Lord, what has come to us: take note and see our shame. 2 Our heritage is given up to men of strange lands, our houses to those who are not our countrymen. 3 We are children without fathers, our mothers are like widows. 4 We give money for a drink of water, we get our wood for a price. 5 Our attackers are on our necks: overcome with weariness, we have no rest. 6 We have given our hands to the Egyptians and to the Assyrians so that we might have enough bread. 7 Our fathers were sinners and are dead; and the weight of their evil-doing is on us. 8 Servants are ruling over us, and there is no one to make us free from their hands. 9 We put our lives in danger to get our bread, because of the sword of the waste land. 10 Our skin is heated like an oven because of our burning heat from need of food. 11 They took by force the women in Zion, the virgins in the towns of Judah. 12 Their hands put princes to death by hanging: the faces of old men were not honoured. 13 The young men were crushing the grain, and the boys were falling under the wood. 14 The old men are no longer seated in the doorway, and the music of the young men has come to an end. 15 The joy of our hearts is ended; our dancing is changed into sorrow. 16 The crown has been taken from our head: sorrow is ours, for we are sinners.
  • Ps 55:3 : 3 I am troubled because of the voice of the cruel ones, because of the loud cry of the evil-doers; for they put a weight of evil on me, and they are cruel in their hate for me.
  • Ps 62:2 : 2 He only is my Rock and my salvation; he is my high tower; I will not be greatly moved.
  • Ps 62:6-7 : 6 He only is my Rock and my salvation; he is my high tower; I will not be greatly moved. 7 In God is my salvation, and my glory; the Rock of my strength, and my safe place.
  • Ps 77:9 : 9 Has God put away the memory of his pity? are his mercies shut up by his wrath? (Selah.)
  • Ps 78:35 : 35 In the memory that God was their Rock, and the Most High God their saviour.
  • Ps 88:9 : 9 My eyes are wasting away because of my trouble: Lord, my cry has gone up to you every day, my hands are stretched out to you.
  • Eccl 4:1 : 1 And again I saw all the cruel things which are done under the sun; there was the weeping of those who have evil done to them, and they had no comforter: and from the hands of the evil-doers there went out power, but they had no comforter.
  • Isa 40:27 : 27 Why do you say, O Jacob, such words as these, O Israel, The Lord's eyes are not on my way, and my God gives no attention to my cause?
  • Isa 49:15 : 15 Will a woman give up the child at her breast, will she be without pity for the fruit of her body? yes, these may, but I will not let you go out of my memory.
  • Ps 44:23-24 : 23 Why are you sleeping, O Lord? awake! and come to our help, do not give us up for ever. 24 Why is your face covered, and why do you give no thought to our trouble and our cruel fate?
  • Ps 13:1 : 1 <To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David.> Will you for ever put me out of your memory, O Lord? will your face for ever be turned away from me?
  • Ps 22:1-2 : 1 <To the chief music-maker on Aijeleth-hash-shahar. A Psalm. Of David.> My God, my God, why are you turned away from me? why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my crying? 2 O my God, I make my cry in the day, and you give no answer; and in the night, and have no rest.
  • Ps 28:1 : 1 <Of David.> My cry goes up to you, O Lord, my Rock; do not keep back your answer from me, so that I may not become like those who go down into the underworld.