Verse 143

Trouble and heuynesse haue take holde vpo me, yet is my delite in thy commaundementes.

Referenced Verses

  • Job 23:12 : 12 I haue not forsaken the comaundemet of his lippes, but loke what he charged me with his mouth, that haue I shutt vp in my herte.
  • Ps 18:4-5 : 4 The paynes of hell came aboute me, the snares of death toke holde vpo me. 5 Yet in my trouble I called vpo the LORDE, & coplayned vnto my God.
  • Ps 88:3-9 : 3 I am couted as one of the that go downe vnto the pytte, I am eue as a ma that hath no stregth. 4 Fre amoge the deed, like vnto the yt lye in the graue, which be out of remembrauce, and are cutt awaye from thy honde. 5 Thou hast layed me in the lowest pytte, in ye darcknesse and in the depe. 6 Thy indignacion lieth hard vpon me, and thou vexest me with all thy floudes. 7 Sela. Thou hast put awaye myne acquataunce farre fro me, & made me to be abhorred of them: 8 I am so fast in preson, that I can not get forth. 9 My sight fayleth for very trouble: LORDE, I call daylie vpo the, and stretch out my hondes vnto the. 10 Doest thou shewe wonders amonge the deed? Can the physicias rayse them vp agayne, that they maye prayse the? 11 Maye thy louynge kyndnes be shewed in the graue, or thy faithfulnesse in destruccion? 12 Maye thy wonderous workes be knowne in the darcke, or thy righteousnes in the londe where all thinges are forgotte? 13 Vnto the I crie (o LORDE) and early cometh my prayer before the. 14 LORDE, why puttest thou awaye my soule? Wherfore hydest thou thy face fro me? 15 My strength is gone for very sorow and misery, with fearfulnesse do I beare thy burthens. 16 Thy wroth full displeasure goeth ouer me, the feare of the oppresseth me. 17 They come rounde aboute me daylie like water, and compase me together on euery syde. 18 My louers and fredes hast thou put awaye fro me, and turned awaye myne acquantaunce.
  • Ps 116:3 : 3 The snares of death copased me rounde aboute, the paynes of hell gat holde vpon me,
  • Ps 119:16 : 16 My delite shalbe in thy statutes, I will not forget thy wordes.
  • Ps 119:47 : 47 My delite shalbe in thy commaundementes, which I loue.
  • Ps 119:77 : 77 O let thy louynge mercies come vnto me, that I maye lyue, for thy lawe is my delyte.
  • Ps 119:107 : 107 I am troubled aboue measure, quycken me (o LORDE) acordinge vnto thy worde.
  • Ps 130:1 : 1 Ovt of the depe call I vnto the (o LORDE) LORDE heare my voyce.
  • Mark 14:33-34 : 33 And he toke with him Peter & Iames, & Ihon, and begane to waxe fearefull, & to be in an agonye, 34 & sayde vnto the: My soule is heuy eue vnto ye death: tary ye here and watch.
  • John 4:34 : 34 Iesus sayde vnto the: My meate is this, that I do the wyll of him that sent me, and to fynish his worke.