Verse 11

When thou punyshest man for synne, thou chastenest him: so that his beutie consumeth awaye, like as it were a mothe. O how vayne are all men?

Referenced Verses

  • Job 13:28 : 28 where as I (notwithstondinge) must consume like as a foule carion, and as a cloth that is moth eaten.
  • Isa 50:9 : 9 Beholde, the LORDE God stondeth by me, what is he that can condempne me? lo, they shalbe all like as an olde cloth, which ye mothes shal eate vp.
  • Hos 5:12 : 12 Therfore will I be vnto Ephraim as a moth, & to the house of Iuda as a caterpiller.
  • 1 Cor 5:5 : 5 to delyuer him vnto Sathan for the destruccion of the flesh, that the sprete maye be saued in the daye of the LORDE Iesus.
  • 1 Cor 11:30-32 : 30 Therfore are there so many weake and sicke amoge you, and many slepe. 31 For yf we iudged oure selues, we shulde not be iudged. 32 But whan we are iudged, we are chastened of ye LORDE, that we shulde not be daned with the worlde.
  • Heb 12:6 : 6 for who the LORDE loueth, him he chasteneth, yee and he scourgeth euery sonne that he receaueth.
  • 2 Pet 2:16 : 16 but was rebuked of his iniquyte. The tame and domme beast spake with mas voyce, & forbad the foolishnes of ye prophet.
  • Rev 3:19 : 19 As many as I loue, I rebuke & chasten. Be feruent therfore and repent.
  • Job 30:30 : 30 My skynne vpo me is turned to black, & my bones are bret wt heate:
  • 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 90:7-9 : 7 For we consume awaye in thy displeasure, and are afrayed at thy wrothfull indignacion. 8 Thou settest oure mi?dedes before the, and oure secrete synnes in the light of thy countenaunce. 9 For when thou art angrie, all or dayes are gone, we brynge or yeares to an ende, as it were a tayle that is tolde. 10 The dayes of oure age are iij. score yeares & ten: & though men be so stronge that they come to iiij. score yeares, yet is their strength then but laboure and sorowe: so soone passeth it awaye, & we are gone.
  • Ps 102:10-11 : 10 And that because of ye indignacion and wrath, for thou hast taken me vp, and cast me awaye. 11 My dayes are gone like a shadowe, and I am wythered like grasse.
  • Job 4:19 : 19 How moch more the shal they (that dwell in houses of claye, whose foundacion is but earth) be moth eaten?