Verse 3

My soule also is greatly troubled: but O God howe long shall I be in this case?

Referenced Verses

  • Ps 90:13 : 13 Turne agayne O God (what, for euer wylt thou be angry?) and be gratious vnto thy seruauntes.
  • John 12:27 : 27 Nowe is my soule troubled, and what shall I say? Father, saue me from this houre: but therfore came I into this houre.
  • Prov 18:14 : 14 A good stomacke beareth out sickenesse: but the minde beyng sicke, who shall heale it?
  • Matt 26:38 : 38 Then sayde Iesus vnto them: My soule is heauy, euen vnto the death, tary ye here, and watche with me.
  • Luke 18:7 : 7 And shall not God auenge his elect, which crye day and nyght vnto hym? yea, though he deferre them,
  • Ps 13:1-2 : 1 To the chiefe musition, a Psalme of Dauid. Howe long wylt thou forget me O God, for euer? howe long wilt thou hyde thy face from me? 2 Howe long shall I seke counsayle in my soule, and be so vexed in mine heart euery day? howe long shall myne enemie triumph ouer me?
  • Ps 22:14 : 14 I am as it were into water resolued, and all my bones are out of ioynt: my heart also is like waxe melted in the middest of my bowels.
  • Ps 31:9-9 : 9 Haue mercy vpon me O God, for I am in distresse: mine eye, my soule, and my belly be consumed for very heauinesse. 10 For my life is wasted with sorow, and mine eares with mourning: my strength fayleth me because of mine iniquitie, and my bones are putrified.
  • Ps 38:8 : 8 I am feeble and sore smitten: I haue rored for the very disquietnesse of my heart.
  • Ps 42:5 : 5 Why art thou so discouraged O my soule, & why art thou so vnquiet within me? attende thou vpon the Lorde, for I will yet acknowledge him only to be a present saluation.
  • Ps 42:11 : 11 Why art thou so discouraged O my soule, & why art thou so vnquiet within me? attende thou vpon the Lorde, for I wil yet acknowledge him to be only my present saluation, and my Lorde.
  • Ps 77:2-3 : 2 In the tyme of my trouble I sought the Lorde: my hande all the nyght catched & ceassed not, my soule refused comfort. 3 I called to remembraunce God, and I was disquieted: I conferred with my selfe, and my spirite was wrapped in pensiuenesse. Selah.
  • Ps 77:7 : 7 What, wyll the Lorde forsake me for euer? wyll he be no more intreated to be fauourable?