Verse 13

And whan he came in, Heli sat vpon the seate, that he mighte loke towarde the waye: for his herte was fearfull aboute ye Arke of God. And whan the man came in to the cite, he tolde it forth: and all the cite cried.

Referenced Verses

  • 1 Sam 1:9 : 9 Then stode Anna vp, whan she had eaten and dronken at Silo. But Eli the prest sat vpon a stole by the poste of the temple of the LORDE.
  • 1 Sam 4:18 : 18 Whan he had made mencion of the Arke of God, he fell downe bacwarde from the seate by the gate, and brake his neck, and dyed: for he was olde, & an heuy man. He iudged Israel fortie yeares.
  • Neh 1:3-4 : 3 And they sayde vnto me: The remnaunt of the captiuyte are there in the londe in greate mysfortune & rebuke. The walles of Ierusalem are broken downe, and the portes ther of are brent with fyre. 4 Wha I herde these wordes, I sat me downe & wepte, & mourned two dayes, & fasted & prayed before the God of heauen,
  • Ps 26:8 : 8 LORDE, I loue the habitacion of thy house, and ye place where thy honoure dwelleth.
  • Ps 79:1-8 : 1 O God, ye Heithen are fallen in to thine heretage: thy holy temple haue they defyled, and made Ierusalem an heape of stones. 2 The deed bodies of thy seruauntes haue they geuen vnto ye foules of the ayre to be deuoured, and the flesh of thy sayntes vnto ye beestes of the londe. 3 Their bloude haue they shed like water on euery syde of Ierusalem, and there was no ma to burie them. 4 We are become an open shame vnto oure enemies, a very scorne and derision vnto them that are rounde aboute vs. 5 LORDE, how longe wilt thou be angrie? shal thy gelousy burne like fyre for euer? 6 Poure out thy indignacion vpon the Heithen that knowe the not, and vpon the kyngdomes that call not vpon thy name. 7 For they haue deuoured Iacob, and layed waiste his dwellinge place. 8 O remebre not oure olde synnes, but haue mercy vpon vs (& that soone) for we are come to greate mysery.
  • Ps 137:4-6 : 4 How shal we synge the LORDES songe in a strauge lode? 5 Yf I forget the (o Ierusalem) let my right hande be forgotten. 6 Yf I do not remembre the, let my tonge cleue to the rofe of my mouth: yee yf I preferre not Ierusalem in my myrth.
  • Josh 7:9 : 9 Wha the Cananites heare of this, they shal compasse vs rounde aboute, yee and rote out oure names from of the earth. What wylt thou do then vnto thy greate name?