Verse 7

But as soone as thou turnedest thy face fro me, I was brought in feare.

Referenced Verses

  • Ps 104:29 : 29 But when thou hydest thy face, they are soroufull: yf thou takest awaye their breth, they dye, & are turned agayne to their dust.
  • Ps 143:7 : 7 Sela. Heare me (o LORDE) and that soone, for my sprete waxeth faynte: hyde not yi face fro me, lest I be like vnto the that go downe in to the graue.
  • Deut 31:17 : 17 And then shall my wrath waxe whote agaynst them, at the same tyme, & I shal forsake the, and hyde my face fro them, that they maye be consumed. And so whan moch aduersite & trouble commeth vpo the, they shal saye: Is not all this euell come vpo me, because God is not with me?
  • 1 Chr 17:26-27 : 26 Now LORDE, thou art God, and hast promysed soch good vnto thy seruaunt. 27 Begynne now to blesse the house of thy seruaunt, that it maye be euermore before the: for loke what thou blessest (O LORDE) the same is blessed for euer.
  • Job 10:12 : 12 Thou hast graunted me life, and done me good: and the diligent hede that thou tokest vpon me, hath preserued my sprete.
  • Job 30:26-31 : 26 Yet neuerthelesse where as I loked for good, euell happened vnto me: and where as I waited for light, there came darcknesse. 27 My bowels seeth wt in me & take no rest, for ye dayes of my trouble are come vpo me. 28 Mekely & lowly came I in, yee & without eny displeasure: I stode vp in ye cogregacion, & commoned with the 29 But now. I am a copanyon of dragons, & a felowe of Esiriches. 30 My skynne vpo me is turned to black, & my bones are bret wt heate: 31 my harpe is turned to sorow, & my pipe to wepinge.
  • Ps 5:12 : 12 For thou LORDE geuest thy blessinge vnto the rightuous: and with thy fauorable kyndnes thou defendest him, as with a shylde.
  • Ps 10:1 : 1 Why art thou gone so farre of, o LORDE? wilt thou hyde thyselff in tyme of trouble?
  • Ps 13:1-2 : 1 How longe wilt thou forget me, o LORDE? for euer? how longe wilt thou hyde thy face fro me? 2 Oh how loge shall I seke councell in my soule? how longe shall I be so vexed in my herte? how longe shal myne enemie triumphe ouer me?
  • Ps 18:35-36 : 35 Thou hast geue me the defence of thy health, thy right hande vpholdeth me, and thy louynge correccion maketh me greate. 36 Thou hast made rowme ynough vnder me for to go, that my fote steppes shulde not slyde.
  • Ps 30:5 : 5 For his wrath endureth but the twincklinge of an eye, and his pleasure is in life: heuynesse maye well endure for a night, but ioye commeth in the mornynge.
  • Ps 40:2 : 2 He brought me out of the horrible pitte, out of the myre and claye: he set my fete vpo the rocke, and ordred my goinges.
  • Ps 44:3 : 3 For they gat not the londe in possession thorow their owne swerde, nether was it their owne arme that helped them.
  • Ps 89:17 : 17 Their delite is in thy name all the daye longe, and thorow thy rightuousnesse they shalbe exalted.
  • Ps 102:10 : 10 And that because of ye indignacion and wrath, for thou hast taken me vp, and cast me awaye.
  • Isa 38:17 : 17 Neuertheles my couersacion hath so pleased ye, that thou woldest not make an ende of my life, so that thou hast cast all my synnes behynde thy backe.