Verse 3

I called to remembraunce God, and I was disquieted: I conferred with my selfe, and my spirite was wrapped in pensiuenesse. Selah.

Referenced Verses

• Ps 61:2 : 2 From the endes of the earth I wyll call vnto thee when my heart is in heauines: oh set me vp on the rocke that is higher then I.
• Ps 88:3-9 : 3 For my soule is full of miserie: and my life toucheth the graue. 4 I am counted as one of them that go downe vnto the pit: and I am nowe become a man that hath no strength. 5 I am free among the dead: like such as beyng kylled lye in a graue, whom thou remembrest no more, and are cut away from thy hande. 6 Thou hast layde me in the lowest pit: in darknes and in deepenes. 7 Thyne indignation sore presseth me: and thou hast vexed me with all thy stormes. Selah. 8 Thou hast put away myne acquaintaunce farre from me, and made me to be abhorred of them: I am shut vp, I can not get foorth. 9 My sight fayleth through my affliction O God: I haue called dayly vpon thee, I haue stretched out mine handes vnto thee. 10 Wylt thou worke a miracle amongst the dead? or shal the dead rise vp againe and acknowledge thee? Selah. 11 Shall thy louing kindnes be talked of in the graue? or thy faythfulnes in destruction? 12 Shall thy wonderous workes be knowen in the darke? and thy righteousnes in the lande of forgetfulnes? 13 But vnto thee do I crye O God: and my prayer commeth early in the morning before thee. 14 O God, why abhorrest thou my soule: and why hidest thou thy face from me? 15 I am in miserie, I labour euen from my youth with the panges of death: I haue suffered thy terrours, and I am styll in doubt. 16 Thyne indignation hath gone ouer me: and thy terrours haue vndone me. 17 They came rounde about me dayly lyke water: and compassed me altogether on euery syde. 18 Thou hast put a way farre from me my frende and neighbour: thou hast hid mine acquaintaunce out of sight.
• Ps 102:3-9 : 3 For my dayes are consumed away like smoke: and my bones are burnt vp as though they were a firebrande. 4 My heart is smitten downe and wythered lyke grasse: because I did forget to eate my bread. 5 Through the noyse of my gronyng: my bones wyll scase cleaue to my fleshe. 6 I am become lyke a Pellicane of the wildernesse, and like an Owle that is in the desert: 7 I watch, and am as it were a sparrowe that sitteth alone vpon the house toppe. 8 Myne enemies reuile me all the day long: and they that are in a rage against me, make their oth by me. 9 For I haue eaten asshes as it were bread, and mingled my drynke with weepyng, 10 because of thine indignation and wrath: for thou hast set me vp, and cast me downe. 11 My dayes fade away lyke a shadowe: and I am wythered lyke grasse. 12 But thou O God endurest for euer: and thy remembraunce throughout all generations. 13 Thou wylt aryse vp, thou wylt haue compassion vpon Sion: for it is tyme that thou haue mercie vpon her, for the tyme appoynted is come. 14 For thy seruauntes be well affected towarde her stones: and it pitieth them to see her in the dust. 15 And the heathen wyll feare thy name O God: and all the kynges of the earth thy glorious maiestie. 16 For God wyll buylde vp Sion: to be seene in his glorious maiestie. 17 He wyll regarde the prayer of the humble destitute of all helpe: and he wyll not dispise their prayer. 18 This shalbe written for those that come after: and the people which shalbe borne, shall prayse the Lorde. 19 For he hath loked downe from his high sanctuarie: out of heauen did God beholde the earth. 20 That he might heare the mourninges of such as be in captiuitie: and delyuer the children of death. 21 That they may declare the name of God in Sion: and his prayse at Hierusalem. 22 When people were gathered together, & kyngdomes to serue God: 23 he afflicted my strength in the way, he shortened my dayes. 24 But I say, O my God take me not away in the middest of myne age: as for thy yeres, they endure throughout all generations. 25 Thou hast before tyme layde the foundation of the earth: and the heauens are the worke of thy handes. 26 They shall perishe, but thou wylt remayne styll: they all shall waxe olde as doth a garment, and as a vesture thou wylt chaunge them, and they shalbe chaunged. 27 But thou art, and thy yeres can not fayle: 28 the children of thy seruauntes shal dwell, and their seede shalbe maynteyned in thy syght.
• Ps 142:2-3 : 2 I powred out before his face my cogitations: and I made a declaration of my trouble before his face. 3 When my spirite was ouerwhelmed within me, thou knewest my path: in the way wherein I walked they haue priuily layde a snare for me.
• Ps 143:4-5 : 4 And my spirite is ouerwhelmed within me: and my heart is desolate in the midst of me. 5 I call to remembraunce the tyme long past: I muse vpon euery act of thine, I exercise my study on the worke of thy handes.
• Jer 17:17 : 17 Be not thou terrible vnto me O Lord: for thou art he in whom I hope when I am in perill.
• Lam 3:17 : 17 He hath put my soule out of rest, I forget all good thinges.
• Lam 3:39 : 39 Wherefore then murmureth the liuing man? let hym murmure at his owne sinne.
• Job 6:4 : 4 For the arrowes of the almightie are vpon me, the poyson therof hath drunke vp my spirite, and the terrible feares of God are set against me.
• Job 7:11 : 11 Therfore I wil not spare my mouth, but I will speake in the trouble of my spirite, and muse in the bitternesse of my mynde.
• Job 23:15-16 : 15 This is the cause that I shrinke at his presence, so that when I consider him, I am afrayde of hym. 16 For God maketh my heart softe, and the almightie putteth me in feare.
• Job 31:23 : 23 For I haue euer feared the vengeaunce and punishment of God, and knewe very well that I was not able to beare his burthen.
• 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 43:5 : 5 Why art thou so discouraged O my soule, & why art thou so vnquiet within me? attende thou vpon the Lorde, for I wyll yet acknowledge hym to be only my present saluation, & my Lorde.
• Ps 55:4-5 : 4 My heart trembleth within me: and the feare of death is fallen vpon me. 5 Fearefulnes and trembling are come vpon me: and an horrible dread hath ouerwhelmed me.