Lamentations 3:17
And thou hast removed my soul far off from peace; I forgat prosperity.
And thou hast removed my soul far off from peace; I forgat prosperity.
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15He hath filled me with bitterness, he hath sated me with wormwood.
16He hath also broken my teeth with gravel stones; he hath covered me with ashes.
18And I said, My strength is perished, and mine expectation from Jehovah.
19Remember mine affliction and my misery, the wormwood and the gall.
20My soul hath them still in remembrance, and is bowed down within me.
21This I recall to my mind; therefore have I hope.
17Behold, [it was] for [my] peace [that] I had great bitterness: But thou hast in love to my soul delivered it from the pit of corruption; For thou hast cast all my sins behind thy back.
11He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces; he hath made me desolate.
3For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; He hath smitten my life down to the ground: He hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.
4Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; My heart within me is desolate.
13He hath put my brethren far from me, And mine acquaintance are wholly estranged from me.
14My kinsfolk have failed, And my familiar friends have forgotten me.
13From on high hath he sent fire into my bones, and it prevaileth against them; He hath spread a net for my feet, he hath turned me back: He hath made me desolate and faint all the day.
16For thou shalt forget thy misery; Thou shalt remember it as waters that are passed away,
19He hath cast me into the mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.
4My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
5He hath builded against me, and compassed me with gall and travail.
6He hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.
27If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will put off my [sad] countenance, and be of good cheer;
9He hath stripped me of my glory, And taken the crown from my head.
10He hath broken me down on every side, and I am gone; And my hope hath he plucked up like a tree.
7But now he hath made me weary: Thou hast made desolate all my company.
9I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
12I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.
1[For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David]. How long, O Jehovah? wilt thou forget me for ever? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me?
10For my life is spent with sorrow, And my years with sighing: My strength faileth because of mine iniquity, And my bones are wasted away.
10Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.
4My heart is smitten like grass, and withered; For I forget to eat my bread.
12I was at ease, and he brake me asunder; Yea, he hath taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces: He hath also set me up for his mark.
14Jehovah, why castest thou off my soul? Why hidest thou thy face from me?
2For thou art the God of my strength; Why hast thou cast me off? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
10Because of thine indignation and thy wrath: For thou hast taken me up, and cast me away.
22As for me, I said in my haste, I am cut off from before thine eyes: Nevertheless thou heardest the voice of my supplications When I cried unto thee.
13Is it not that I have no help in me, And that wisdom is driven quite from me?
20Wherefore dost thou forget us for ever, [And] forsake us so long time?
6My soul hath long had her dwelling With him that hateth peace.
53They have cut off my life in the dungeon, and have cast a stone upon me.
15My strength is dried up like a potsherd; And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; And thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
9Hath God forgotten to be gracious? Hath he in anger shut up his tender mercies? {{Selah
9He hath walled up my ways with hewn stone; he hath made my paths crooked.
13Oh that thou wouldest hide me in Sheol, That thou wouldest keep me secret, until thy wrath be past, That thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me!
15Terrors are turned upon me; They chase mine honor as the wind; And my welfare is passed away as a cloud.
16And now my soul is poured out within me; Days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
7I will be glad and rejoice in thy lovingkindness; For thou hast seen my affliction: Thou hast known my soul in adversities;
11My days are past, my purposes are broken off, Even the thoughts of my heart.
8Thou hast put mine acquaintance far from me; Thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.
18Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! my heart is faint within me.
2He hath led me and caused me to walk in darkness, and not in light.
3When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, Thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walk Have they hidden a snare for me.
11He saith in his heart, God hath forgotten; He hideth his face; he will never see it.