Verse 8

Oure bones lye scatered before ye pytt, like as when one graueth and dyggeth vp the grounde.

Referenced Verses

• Ps 25:15-17 : 15 Myne eyes are euer lokynge vnto the LORDE, for he shal plucke my fete out of ye nett. 16 Turne the vnto me and haue mercy vpon me, for I am desolate and in misery. 17 The sorowes of my herte are greate, O brynge me out of my troubles.
• Ps 102:17 : 17 He turneth him vnto the prayer of the poore destitute, and despyseth not their desyre.
• Ps 123:1-2 : 1 Unto the lift I vp myne eyes, thou yt dwellest in the heauens. 2 Beholde, euen as the eyes of seruautes loke vnto the handes of their masters: and as the eyes of a mayden vnto the handes of hir mastresse, euen so oure eyes wayte vpon the LORDE or God, vntill he haue mercy vpo vs.
• 2 Chr 20:12 : 12 O oure God, wylt thou not iudge them? For in vs is no strength to withstonde this greate multitude that commeth agaynst vs. We knowe not what we shulde do, but oure eyes loke vnto the.
• Isa 41:17 : 17 When the thurstie and poore seke water & fynde none, & when their tunge is drie of thurst: I geue it them, saieth the LORDE. I the God of Israel forsake them not.
• John 14:18 : 18 I wil not leaue you cofortles, I come vnto you.
• Ps 2:12 : 12 Kysse the sonne, lest the LORDE be angrie, and so ye perish from the right waye. For his wrath shalbe kindled shortly: blessed are all they that put their trust in him.
• Ps 11:1 : 1 In the LORDE put I my trust: how will ye then saye to my soule: that she shulde fle as a byrde vpon youre hill?
• Ps 143:3-4 : 3 For the enemie persecuteth my soule, he smyteth my life downe to the grounde, he layeth me in the darcknesse, as the deed men of the worlde. 4 Therfore is my sprete vexed within me, and my herte within me is desolate.