Verse 4

My flesh & my skynne hath he made olde, and my bones hath he brussed.

Referenced Verses

  • Ps 51:8 : 8 Oh let me heare of ioye and gladnesse, that the bones which thou hast broken, maye reioyse.
  • Isa 38:13 : 13 I thought I wolde haue lyued vnto the morow, but he brussed my bones like a lyon, and made an ende of me in one daye.
  • Jer 50:17 : 17 Israel is a scatred flocke, the Lyons haue dispersed them. First the kinge of the Assirians deuoured them, last of all this Nabuchodonosor kynge of Babilon hath brussed all their bones.
  • Ps 102:3-5 : 3 For my dayes are consumed awaye like smoke, & my bones are brent vp as it were a fyre brande. 4 My hert is smytte downe and wythered like grasse, so that I forget to eate my bred. 5 For the voyce of my gronynge, my bone wil scarse cleue to my flesh.
  • Ps 31:9-9 : 9 Thou hast not delyuered me ouer in to the hodes of the enemie, but hast set my fete in a large rowme. 10 Haue mercy vpon me, O LORDE, for I am in trouble, myne eye is consumed for very heuynesse, yee my soule and my body.
  • Ps 38:2-8 : 2 For thy arowes stick fast in me, and thy honde presseth me sore. 3 There is no whole parte in my body, because of thy displeasure: there is no rest in my bones, by reason of my synnes. 4 For my wickednesses are gone ouer my heade, and are like a sore burthen, to heuy forme to beare. 5 My woundes styncke & are corrupte, thorow my folishnesse. 6 I am brought into so greate trouble and misery, that I go mournynge all the daye longe. 7 For my loynes are clene dried vp, and there is no whole parte in my body. 8 I am feble and sore smytte, I roare for the very disquietnes of my hert.
  • Ps 32:3 : 3 For whyle I helde my tonge, my bones consumed awaye thorow my daylie complaynynges.
  • Job 16:8-9 : 8 (wherof my wryncles beare wytnesse) there stodeth vp a dyssembler to make me answere with lyes to my face. 9 He is angrie at me, he hateth me, and gnassheth vpon me with his teth. Myne enemy skouleth vpon me with his eyes.
  • Ps 22:14 : 14 I am poured out like water, all my bones are out of ioynt: my hert in the myddest off my body is euen like meltinge waxe.