Verse 17

The sorowes of my herte are greate, O brynge me out of my troubles.

Referenced Verses

  • Ps 34:19 : 19 Greate are ye troubles of the rightuous, but the LORDE delyuereth them out of all.
  • Ps 38:1-8 : 1 Pvt me not to rebuke (Oh LORDE) in thine anger: Oh chaste me not in thy heuy displeasure. 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 42:7 : 7 The LORDE hath promised his louynge kyndnesse daylie, therfore wil I prayse him in the night season, and make my prayer vnto ye God of my life.
  • Ps 77:2-4 : 2 In the tyme of my trouble I sought the LORDE, I helde vp my hondes vnto him in the night season, for my soule refused all other comforte. 3 When I was in heuynesse, I thought vpo God: whe my hert was vexed, then dyd I speake. 4 Sela. Thou heldest myne eyes wakynge, I was so feble, that I coude not speake,
  • Ps 107:6 : 6 So they cried vnto the LORDE in their trouble, & he delyuered the from their distresse.
  • Hab 3:17-19 : 17 For the fyge trees shal not be grene, & the vynes shal beare no frute. The laboure of ye olyue shalbe but lost, and the londe shall bringe no corne: the shepe shalbe taken out of ye folde, and there shalbe no catell in ye stalles. 18 But as for me, I wil be glad in the LORDE, and will reioyce in God my Sauioure. 19 The LORDE God is my strength, he shall make my fete as the fete of hertes: & he which geueth ye victory, shal bringe me to my hye places, synginge vpon my psalmes.
  • 1 Cor 4:11-13 : 11 Euen vnto this daye we hoger and thyrst, and are naked, and are boffetted with fystes, and haue no certayne dwellinge place, 12 and laboure and worke with oure awne handes. We are reuyled, and yet we blesse: we are persecuted, and suffre it: 13 We are euell spoken of, and we praye: We are become as it were the very outswepinges of ye worlde, yee the of scowringe of all men vnto this tyme.
  • 2 Cor 4:8-9 : 8 We are troubled on euery syde, yet are we not without shift. We are in pouertie, but not vtterly without somwhat. 9 We are persecuted, but we are not forsaken. We are oppressed, neuertheles we perish not.