Lamentations 1:14
The yoke of my transgressions is bounde fast to his hande, they are wrapped or writhen and come vp about my necke: he hath caused my strength to fayle, the Lorde hath deliuered me into those handes wherout I can not quyte my selfe.
The yoke of my transgressions is bounde fast to his hande, they are wrapped or writhen and come vp about my necke: he hath caused my strength to fayle, the Lorde hath deliuered me into those handes wherout I can not quyte my selfe.
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13 From aboue hath he sent downe a fire into my bones, and it burneth them cruelly: he hath layde a net for my feete, and throwen me wyde open, he hath made me desolate, so that I must euer be mournyng.
12 For innumerable troubles are come about me, my sinnes haue taken such holde vpon me that I am not able to loke vp: yea they are mo in number then the heeres of my head, & my heart hath fayled me.
11 Because God hath loosed my corde and humbled me, they haue loosed the bridle before me.
12 Upon my right hande ryse the young men against me, they haue hurt my feete, treading vpon me as vpon the wayes of their destruction.
13 My pathes haue they cleane marred, it was so easye for them to do me harme, that they needed no man to help them.
4 For my manyfolde wickednes is gone ouer my head: and like a sore burthen is to heauie for me to beare.
11 God hath shut me vp with the vngodly, and deliuered me into the handes of the wicked.
12 I was in wealth, but he hath brought me to nought: he hath taken me by the necke, he hath all to shaken me, and set me as a marke for him selfe.
13 His archers compasse me rounde about, he woundeth my raines, and doth not spare, my bowels hath he powred vpon the grounde.
14 He hath geuen me one wounde vpon an other, and is fallen vpon me lyke a giaunt.
15 The Lorde hath destroyed all the mightie men that were in me, he hath proclaymed an appoynted tyme to slaughter all my best men: the Lorde hath troden downe the daughter of Iuda, lyke as it were in a winepresse.
7 He hath so hedged me in, that I can not get out, and hath layde heauie linkes vpon me.
10 For my life is wasted with sorow, and mine eares with mourning: my strength fayleth me because of mine iniquitie, and my bones are putrified.
18 For the vehemencie of sorowe is my garment chaunged, whiche compasseth me about as the coller of my coote.
19 He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like asshes and dust.
14 I am as it were into water resolued, and all my bones are out of ioynt: my heart also is like waxe melted in the middest of my bowels.
15 My strength is dried vp like a potsheard, & my tongue cleaueth to my gummes: and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
16 For dogges are come about me, the assemble of the wicked lay siege agaynst me: they haue pearced my handes and my feete, I may tell all my bones.
11 He hath marred my wayes, and broken me in peeces, he hath layde me waste altogether.
20 Consider (O Lorde) howe I am troubled, my wombe is disquieted, my heart turneth about in me, and I am full of heauinesse, because I rebelled stubburnly: the sworde hurteth me without, and within I am lyke vnto death.
21 They heare my mournyng, but there is none that wyll comfort me: All myne enemies haue hearde of my trouble, and are glad therof because thou hast done it: and thou hast brought foorth the time which thou calledst, when they also shal be lyke vnto me.
22 Let all their wickednesse come before thee, and do thou to them as thou hast done vnto me for all my trespasses: for my sorowe is very great, and my heart is heauy.
6 They haue prepared a net for my feete, that some man might presse downe my soule: they haue digged a pit before me, and are fallen into the midst of it them selues. Selah.
39 Thou hast gyrded me with strength vnto battayle: thou hast made them to bowe downe vnder me who haue rysen vp agaynst me.
2 They haue troubled me often from my youth vp: but they haue not preuayled against me.
3 The plowemen plowed vpon my backe: they made long forrowes.
5 The proude haue layde a snare for me, and spread a net abroade with coardes in the high wayes: they haue set trappes for me. Selah.
3 Against me is he turned, he turneth his hande dayly against me.
4 My flesh and my skinne hath he made olde, and my bones hath he bruised.
5 He hath buylded rounde about me, and closed me in with gall and trauaile.
13 Thou hast thrust sore at me, that I might fall: but God dyd ayde me
3 For lo, they lye in wayte for my soule: men of power are gathered together against me who haue committed no wickednes nor fault O God.
40 Thou hast gyrded me about with might to battayle: and them that rose against me, hast thou subdued vnder me.
18 I thought in my selfe, I am vndone, there is no hope for me in the Lorde.
13 Haue mercy on me O God: consider the trouble whiche I suffer of them that hate me, lift me vp from the gates of death.
17 He hath deliuered me from my strong enemie: and from them which hate me, for they were to stout for me.
2 For thyne arrowes sticke fast in me: and thy hande presseth me sore.
17 Myne iniquitie is sealed vp as it were in a bagge, and thou addest punishement vnto my wickednesse.
4 Take me out of the net that they haue layde priuily for me: for thou art my strength.
14 O God, the proude are rysen against me: a companie of outragious naughtipackes haue sought after my soule, and haue not set thee before their eyes.
15 But in mine aduersitie they reioysed and gathered them together: yea, the very abiectes came together against me, yer I wyst they rented me a peeces and ceassed not.
3 The snares of death compassed me rounde about: and the paynes of hell toke holde on me. I founde anguishe and heauinesse,
15 My time is in thy hande, deliuer me from the hande of mine enemies: and from them that persecute me.
5 The waters compassed me euen vnto the soule, the deapth closed me on euery side, and the weedes were wrapt about my head.
16 Therfore is my soule now powred out vpon me, and the dayes of my trouble haue taken hold vpon me.
6 Consider my complaynt, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecutours, for they are to strong for me.
18 He deliuered me from my mightie enemie, and from them that hated me: for they were to strong for me.
8 And that thou hast filled me with wrinckles my fleshe is recorde, and my leanenesse ryseth vp against me and beareth witnes thereof in my face.
18 The Lorde is righteous, for I haue prouoked his countenaunce vnto anger, O take heede all ye people and consider my heauinesse, my maydens and my young men are led away into captiuitie.
2 They are sunke downe and fallen together, for they may not ease them of their burthen, therfore must they go into captiuitie.