Verse 12

O let the soroufull sighinge of the presoners come before the, and acordinge vnto ye power of thine arme, preserue those yt are appoynted to dye.

Referenced Verses

  • Gen 4:15 : 15 But the LORDE sayde thus vnto him: Who so euer slayeth Cain, it shalbe auenged seuenfolde. And the LORDE put a marck vpon Cain, that no man which founde him, shulde kyll him.
  • Jer 32:18 : 18 Thou shewest mercy vpon thousandes, thou recompecest the wickednes of the fathers, in to the besome of the children that come after them.
  • Lev 26:21 : 21 Yf ye walke yet agaynst me, and wyll not harken vnto me, then wyl I make it yet seuen tymes more, to punysh you because of youre synnes:
  • Lev 26:28 : 28 then wyll I also walke cotrary vnto you in wrathfull displeasure, and wyll punysh you seuenfolde because of youre synnes,
  • Luke 6:38 : 38 Geue, and to you shalbe geue. A good measure, pressed downe, shaken together, & runynge ouer, shal me geue into youre bosome. For with what measure ye meete, with the same shal it be measured to you agayne.
  • Prov 6:31 : 31 but yf he maye be gotten, he restoreth agayne seuen tymes asmoch, or els he maketh recompence with all the good of his house.
  • Isa 65:5-7 : 5 Yf thou comest nye them, they saie: touch me not, for I am holyer then thou. All these men when I am angrie, shalbe turned to smoke and fyre, that shal burne for euer. 6 Beholde, it is written before my face, & shal not be forgotten, but recopensed. I shal rewarde it them in to their bosome: 7 I meane youre mysdedes, and the mysdedes of youre fathers together (saieth the LORDE) which haue made their smokes vpon the mountaynes, and blasphemed me vpon the hilles: therfore will I measure their olde dedes in to their bosome agayne.
  • Ps 44:16 : 16 My cofucion is daylie before me, & the shame of my face couereth me.
  • Ps 74:10 : 10 We se oure tokens nomore, there is not one prophet more, no not one that vnderstondeth enymore.
  • Ps 74:18-22 : 18 Thou hast set all ye borders of the earth thou hast made both Sommer & wynter. 19 Remembre this (o LORDE) how the enemie rebuketh, & how the foolish people blaspheme thy name. 20 O delyuer not the soule of thy turtle doue vnto the beestes, & forget not the congregacon of the poore for euer. 21 Loke vpon the couenaunt, for the darcke houses of the earth are full of wickednesse. 22 O let not the symple go awaye ashamed, for the poore & nedy geue prayses vnto thy name.