Verse 8

They sayde some great mischiefe is lyghted vpon hym: and he that lyeth sicke on his bed, shall ryse vp no more.

Referenced Verses

  • Ps 71:11 : 11 They say, the Lorde hath forsaken hym: do you persecute hym and take hym, for there is none to delyuer hym.
  • Matt 27:41-46 : 41 Lykewyse also the hye priestes, mockyng hym, with the scribes, and elders, and pharisees sayde: 42 He saued other, hym selfe can he not saue. If he be the kyng of Israel, let him nowe come downe from the crosse, and we wyll beleue hym. 43 He trusted in God, let hym delyuer hym nowe, yf he wyll haue hym: for he sayde, I am the sonne of God. 44 The thieues also which were crucified with hym, cast the same in his teeth. 45 Fro the sixth houre, was there darknesse ouer all the lande, vnto the nynth houre. 46 And about the nynth houre, Iesus cried with a loude voyce, saying: Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani, that is to say: My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?
  • Matt 27:63-64 : 63 Saying. Sir, we remember that this deceauer sayde whyle he was yet aliue: After three dayes I wil arise agayne. 64 Commaunde therfore, that the sepulchre be made sure, vntyll the thirde day: lest his disciples come by nyght & steale hym away, and say vnto the people, he is rysen from the dead: & the last error shalbe worse then the first.
  • Luke 13:16 : 16 And ought not this daughter of Abraham, whom Satan hath bounde, lo eyghteene yeres, be loosed from this bonde on the Sabboth day?
  • Job 2:7-8 : 7 So went Satan foorth from the presence of the Lorde, and smote Iob with sore byles, from the sole of his foote vnto his crowne. 8 And he toke a potsharde to scrape hym: and he sat downe among the asshes.
  • Ps 3:2 : 2 Many say of my soule: there is no saluation for it in God. Selah.
  • Ps 38:3-7 : 3 There is no helath in my flesh through thy displeasure: neither is there any rest in my bones by reason of my sinne. 4 For my manyfolde wickednes is gone ouer my head: and like a sore burthen is to heauie for me to beare. 5 My woundes stinke and are corrupt: through my foolishnes. 6 I am become crooked, and am exceedingly pulled downe: I go a mourning all the day long. 7 For my loynes are filled with heate: and there is no whole part in my body.