Verse 8

I am feble and sore smytte, I roare for the very disquietnes of my hert.

Referenced Verses

• Job 3:24 : 24 This is the cause, that I syghe before I eate, and my roaringes fall out like a water floude.
• Ps 32:3 : 3 For whyle I helde my tonge, my bones consumed awaye thorow my daylie complaynynges.
• Isa 59:11 : 11 We roare all like Beeres, & mourne stil like doues. We loke for equite, but there is none: for health, but it is farre fro vs.
• Job 30:28 : 28 Mekely & lowly came I in, yee & without eny displeasure: I stode vp in ye cogregacion, & commoned with the
• Ps 22:1-2 : 1 My God, my God: why hast thou forsaken me? ye wordes of my coplaynte are farre fro my health. 2 O my God, I crie in the daye tyme, but thou hearest not: and in the night season also I take no rest.