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Verse 4

Therfore is my sprete vexed within me, and my herte within me is desolate.

Ps 77:3 : 3 When I was in heuynesse, I thought vpo God: whe my hert was vexed, then dyd I speake.
Ps 142:3 : 3 I loke vpon my right honde & se, there is no man that wil knowe me. I haue no place to fle vnto, no man careth for my soule.
Luke 22:44 : 44 And it came so, that he wrestled with death, and prayed the longer. And his sweate was like droppes of bloude, runnynge downe to the grounde.
Ps 102:1 : 1 Heare my prayer (o LORDE) and let my criege come vnto the.
Ps 102:3-4 : 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.
Ps 119:81-83 : 81 My soule longeth for thy sauynge health, for my trust is in thy worde. 82 Myne eyes loge sore for thy worde, sayege: Oh when wilt thou coforte me? 83 For I am become like a botell in ye smoke, yet do not I forget thy statutes.
Ps 124:4 : 4 The depe waters of the proude had gone eue vnto oure soule.
Job 6:27 : 27 Ye fall vpon the fatherlesse, ad go aboute to ouerthrowe youre owne frende.
Ps 25:16 : 16 Turne the vnto me and haue mercy vpon me, for I am desolate and in misery.
Ps 55:5 : 5 And I sayde: O that I had wynges like a doue, that I might fle somwhere, and be at rest.
Ps 61:2 : 2 From the endes of ye earth wil I call vnto the, whe my herte is in trouble: