Verse 7

And now that I am full of payne, and all that I haue destroied

Referenced Verses

  • Job 7:3 : 3 Euen so haue I laboured whole monethes longe (but in vayne) and many a carefull night haue I tolde.
  • Job 1:15-19 : 15 the Sabees came in violetly, and toke them all awaye: yee they haue slayne the seruauntes with the swearde, and I only ranne my waye, to tell the. 16 And whyle he was yet speakynge, there came another, and sayde: The fyre of God is fallen from heauen, it hath consumed & bret vp all the shepe and seruauntes: and I only ranne my waye, to tell the. 17 In the meane season whyle he was yet speakinge, there came another, and sayde: The Caldees made thre armies, and fell in vpon the camels, which they haue caried awaye, yee and slayne the seruauntes with the swearde: and I only am gotte awaye, to tell the. 18 Whyle he was speakinge, there came yet another, ad sayde: Thy sonnes and doughters were eatinge ad drynkinge wyne in their eldest brothers house, 19 ad sodenly there came a mightie greate wynde out off the South, and smote the iiij. corners of the house: which fell vpon thy children, so that they are deed: and I am gotten awaye alone, to tell the.
  • Job 3:17 : 17 There must the wicked ceasse from their tyranny, there soch as are ouerlaboured, be at rest:
  • Job 7:16 : 16 I can se no remedy, I shall lyue nomore: O spare me then, for my dayes are but vayne
  • Job 10:1 : 1 it greueth my soule to lyue. Neuerthelesse, now will I put forth my wordes: I wil speake out of the very heuynesse off my soule,
  • Job 29:5-9 : 5 when the allmightie was with me: when my housholde folkes stode aboute me: 6 whe my wayes ranne ouer wt butter, & when the stony rockes gaue me ryuers of oyle: 7 when I wente thorow the cite vnto the gate, & whe they set me a chayre in ye strete: 8 whe the yonge me (as soone as they sawe me) hyd the selues, & when the aged arose, & stode vp vnto me: 9 whe the princes left of their talkinge, & laied their hade to their mouth: 10 whe the mightie kepte still their voyce, and whe their tonges cleued to the rofe of their mouthes. 11 When all they yt herde me, called me happie: & when all they yt sawe me, wysshed me good. 12 For I delyuered ye poore whe he cried, & the fatherlesse yt wanted helpe. 13 He yt shulde haue bene lost, gaue me a good worde, & ye widdowes hert praised me. 14 And why? I put vpon me rightuousnes, which couered me as a garmet, & equite was my crowne. 15 I was an eye vnto the blynde, & a fote to the lame. 16 I was a father vnto the poore, & whe I knew not their cause, I sought it out diligetly. 17 I brake the chaftes of ye vnrightuous, & plucte the spoyle out of their teth. 18 Therfore, I thought verely, yt I shulde haue dyed in my nest: & yt my dayes shulde haue bene as many as the sondes of the see. 19 For my rote was spred out by the waters syde, & the dew laye vpo my corne. 20 My honor encreased more & more, and my bowe was euer the stronger in my hande. 21 Vnto me men gaue eare, me they regarded, & wt sylence they taried for my coucell. 22 Yf I had spoken, they wolde haue it none other wayes, my wordes were so well taken amonge the. 23 They wayted for me, as the earth doth for the rayne: & gaped vpon me, as the groude doth to receaue the latter shower. 24 When I laughed, they knew well it was not earnest: & this testimony of my coutenaunce pleased the nothinge at all. 25 When I agreed vnto their waye, I was the chefe, & sat as a kynge amonge his seruauntes: Or as one that comforteth soch as be in heuynesse.
  • Ps 6:6-7 : 6 I am weery of gronynge: Euery night wasshe I my bedde, & water my couche with my teares. 7 My coutenauce is chaunged for very inwarde grefe, I cosume awaye, I haue so many enemies.
  • Prov 3:11-12 : 11 My sonne, despyse not the chastenynge of ye LORDE, nether faynte when thou art rebuked of him. 12 For who the LORDE loueth, him he chasteneth: and yet delyteth in him euen as a father in his owne sonne.
  • Isa 50:4 : 4 The LORDE God hath geue me a wel lerned tuge, so that I can conforte them which are troubled, yee & yt in due season. He waked myne eare vp by tymes in ye mornynge (as ye scolemasters do) yt I might herke.
  • Mic 6:13 : 13 Therfore I will take in honde to punysh the, and to make the desolate, because of thy synnes.