Verse 17
He hath put my soule out of rest, I forget all good thinges.
Referenced Verses
- Isa 59:11 : 11 We roare all like beares, and mourne still like doues: we looke for equitie, but there is none: for health, but it is farre from vs.
- Jer 8:15 : 15 We loked for peace, and we fare not the better, we wayted for the tyme of health, and lo, here is nothing but trouble.
- Jer 14:19 : 19 Hast thou then vtterly forsaken Iuda? Doest thou so abhorre Sion? Wherfore hast thou so plagued vs, that we can be healed no more? We loked for peace, and there commeth no good, for the tyme of health, and lo here is nothyng but trouble.
- Jer 16:5 : 5 For thus saith the Lorde, Go not thou into the house of mournyng, nor come to mourne and weepe for them: for I haue taken my peace from this people saith the Lorde, yea my fauour and my mercies.
- Jer 20:14-18 : 14 Cursed be the day wherein I was borne, vnhappy be the day wherein my mother brought me foorth. 15 Cursed be the man that brought my father the tidinges to make hym gald, saying, Thou hast begotten a sonne: 16 Let it happen vnto that man, as to the cities whiche the Lorde turned vpsidedowne and repented not: Let hym heare crying in the morning, and at noone day lamentable howling. 17 Why sluest thou not me assoone as I came out of my mothers wombe? or that my mother had ben my graue her selfe, that the byrth might not haue come out, but remayned still in her? 18 Wherefore came I foorth of my mothers wombe? to haue experience of labour and sorowe, and to leade my lyfe with shame?
- Lam 1:16 : 16 Therfore do I weepe, and mine eyes gushe out of water: for the comfort that shoulde quicken me is farre fro me, my children are driuen away: for why? the enemie hath gotten the vpper hande.
- Zech 8:10 : 10 For before these dayes neither men nor cattaile could winne any thing, neither might any man come in and out in reste for trouble: but I let euery man go against his neighbour.
- Gen 41:30 : 30 And agayne, there shall aryse after them seuen yeres of famine, and all the plenteousnes shalbe forgotten in the lande of Egypt: and the famine shall consume the lande.
- Job 7:7 : 7 O remember that my lyfe is but a winde, and that myne eye shall no more see pleasures:
- Ps 119:155 : 155 Saluation is farre from the vngodly: for they study not thy statutes.
- Isa 38:17 : 17 Beholde, bitter as gall was my pensiuenesse, so sore longed I for health, and it was thy pleasure to deliuer my lyfe from the filthy pit: for thou it is O Lorde that hast cast all my sinnes behynde thy backe.
- Isa 54:10 : 10 The mountaynes shall remoue, and the hylles shall fall downe: but my louyng kyndnesse shall not moue, and the bonde of my peace shall not fall downe from thee, saith the Lorde thy mercifull louer.