Verse 8

I wil saye vnto God my stony rock: why hast thou forgotten me? why go I thus heuely, whyle the enemie oppresseth me?

Referenced Verses

  • Ps 63:6 : 6 My soule is satisfied eue as it were with marry & fatnesse, when my mouth prayseth the with ioyfull lippes.
  • Ps 149:5 : 5 Let the sayntes be ioyfull with glory, let them reioyse in their beddes.
  • Job 35:10 : 10 For soch one neuer sayeth: Where is God that made me? ad yt shyneth vpon vs, that we might prayse him in the night?
  • Ps 44:4 : 4 But thy right hade, thyne arme & the light of thy countenaunce, because thou haddest a fauoure vnto them.
  • Ps 133:3 : 3 For there the LORDE promised his blessynge, and life for euermore.
  • Matt 8:8 : 8 The Captayne answered and sayde: Syr, I am nor worthy, that thou shuldest come vnder my rofe, but speake the worde only, and my seruaunt shalbe healed.
  • Deut 28:8 : 8 The LORDE shal commaunde the blessynge to be with ye in thy cellers, and in all that thou takest in hande, and shal blesse the in ye londe that the LORDE thy God hath geue the.
  • Lev 25:21 : 21 I wyll sende my blessynge vpon you in the sixte yeare,
  • Ps 57:3 : 3 He shal sende fro heauen, & saue me fro the reprofe of him that wolde swalowe me vp.
  • Ps 16:7 : 7 The lott is fallen vnto me in a fayre grounde, yee I haue a goodly heretage.
  • Ps 27:1 : 1 The LORDE is my light and my health: whom then shulde I feare? the LORDE is the strength of my life, for whom the shulde I be afrayed?
  • Ps 32:7 : 7 Sela. For this shal euery saynte make his prayer vnto the in due season, therfore shall not the greate water floudes come nye him.
  • Acts 16:25 : 25 But at mydnight prayed Paul and Sylas, and praysed God. And the presoners herde them.
  • Col 3:3 : 3 For ye are deed, and youre life is hyd with Christ in God.
  • Isa 30:29 : 29 But ye shal synge, as the vse is in ye night of the holy solempnite. Ye shal reioyse from youre hert, as they that come with the pipe, when they go vp to the mount of the LORDE, vnto ye rock of Israel.
  • Ps 77:6 : 6 I called to remembraunce my songe in the night, I commoned with myne owne herte, and sought out my sprete.