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Verse 24

This is the cause, that I syghe before I eate, and my roaringes fall out like a water floude.

Ps 102:9 : 9 I eate ashes with my bred, and mengle my drynke with wepynge.
Ps 38:8 : 8 I am feble and sore smytte, I roare for the very disquietnes of my hert.
Ps 42:3-4 : 3 Now when I thinke there vpo, I poure out my hert by my self: for I wolde fayne go hence with the multitude, & passe ouer with them vnto the house of God, in ye voyce of prayse & thankesgeuynge, amonge soch as kepe holy daye. 4 Why art thou so full of heuynes (o my soule) & why art thou so vnquiete within me?
Ps 80:5 : 5 Thou hast fed the with the bred of teares, yee thou hast geuen the pleteousnes of teares to drynke.
Isa 59:11 : 11 We roare all like Beeres, & mourne stil like doues. We loke for equite, but there is none: for health, but it is farre fro vs.
Lam 3:8 : 8 Though I crie & call piteously, yet heareth he not my prayer.
Job 6:7 : 7 The thinges that sometyme I might not awaye withall, are now my meate for very sorow.
Job 7:19 : 19 Why goest thou not fro me, ner lettest me alone, so longe till I swalow downe my spetle?
Job 33:20 : 20 so that his life maye awaye wt no bred, & his soule abhorreth to eate eny dayntie meate:
Ps 22:1-2 : 1 My God, my God: why hast thou forsaken me? ye wordes of my coplaynte are farre fro my health. 2 O my God, I crie in the daye tyme, but thou hearest not: and in the night season also I take no rest.
Ps 32:3 : 3 For whyle I helde my tonge, my bones consumed awaye thorow my daylie complaynynges.