Lamentations 3:18

Bishops' Bible (1568)

I thought in my selfe, I am vndone, there is no hope for me in the Lorde.

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Referenced Verses

  • Job 17:15 : 15 Where is then now my hope? or who hath considered the thing that I loke for?
  • Ezek 37:11 : 11 Moreouer he said vnto me: Thou sonne of man, these bones are the whole house of Israel: Behold, they say, Our bones are dryed vp, our hope is gone, and we are cleane cut of.
  • Ps 31:22 : 22 And when I fled with al haste, I said I am cast out of the sight of thine eyes: neuerthelesse, thou heardest the voyce of my prayer when I cryed vnto thee.
  • Ps 116:11 : 11 insomuch that I said in my rashnesse euery man is a lyer.
  • 1 Sam 27:1 : 1 And Dauid sayd in his heart, I shall perishe one day by the hand of Saul: therefore is there nothing better for me, then to flee and saue my self in the land of the Philistines, and Saul shall ceasse and seeke me no more in all the coastes of Israel, and so shall I escape out of his hand.
  • Job 6:11 : 11 For what powre haue I to endure? And what is myne end, that my soule might be patient?

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  • 17 He hath put my soule out of rest, I forget all good thinges.

  • 15 Where is then now my hope? or who hath considered the thing that I loke for?

  • Job 19:9-10
    2 verses
    79%

    9 He hath spoyled me of myne honour, and taken the crowne away from my head.

    10 He hath destroyed me on euery side and I am gone: my hope hath he taken away as a tree pluckt vp by the roote.

  • 10 My heart panteth, my strength hath fayled me: and the lyght of myne eyes is gone from me.

  • 19 O remember yet my miserie and my trouble, the wormewood and the gall.

  • Ps 31:9-10
    2 verses
    77%

    9 Haue mercy vpon me O God, for I am in distresse: mine eye, my soule, and my belly be consumed for very heauinesse.

    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.

  • 11 For what powre haue I to endure? And what is myne end, that my soule might be patient?

  • 4 And my spirite is ouerwhelmed within me: and my heart is desolate in the midst of me.

  • 7 And nowe Lord what wayte I after? truely my hope is euen in thee.

  • 13 Is it not so that there is in me no helpe? & that my substaunce is taken from me?

  • 21 Whyle I consider these thinges in my heart, I get a hope agayne.

  • 18 I woulde haue had comfort against sorowe: but sorowe is come vpon me, and heauinesse vexeth my heart.

  • 24 The Lorde is my portion saith my soule therefore wyll I hope in hym.

  • 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.

  • 11 He hath marred my wayes, and broken me in peeces, he hath layde me waste altogether.

  • 6 My dayes passe ouer more spedyly then a weauers shuttle, and are spent without hope.

  • 15 For on thee O God I haue wayted: thou shalt aunswere for me O Lorde my God.

  • Ps 119:81-82
    2 verses
    74%

    81 Caph My soule hath faynted after thy saluation: I geue earnest attedaunce vnto thy worde.

    82 Myne eyes haue faynted after thy worde: whylest I say, when wilt thou comfort me.

  • 2 For thou art the Lord of my strength: why hast thou reiect me, and why go I thus heauyly through the oppression of myne enemie.

  • 11 My dayes are past, and my counsailes and thoughtes of my heart are vanished away,

  • 22 And when I fled with al haste, I said I am cast out of the sight of thine eyes: neuerthelesse, thou heardest the voyce of my prayer when I cryed vnto thee.

  • Lam 1:13-14
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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.

    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.

  • 16 Therfore is my soule now powred out vpon me, and the dayes of my trouble haue taken hold vpon me.

  • 5 For thou O Lorde God art the thyng that I long for: thou art my hope euen from my youth.

  • 23 he afflicted my strength in the way, he shortened my dayes.

  • 4 And I saide: I am cast away out of thy sight, yet wyll I loke againe toward thyne holy temple.

  • 12 Myne age is folden together & taken away from me lyke a sheepheardes cotage, I haue hewen of my lyfe by my sinnes, lyke as a weauer cutteth of his webbe: He wyll with pinyng sicknesse make an ende of me, yea he wyll make an ende of me in one day.

  • 19 But be not thou farre from me O God: thou art my strength, make haste to helpe me.

  • 1 My breath is corrupt, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes doore.

  • 11 My dayes fade away lyke a shadowe: and I am wythered lyke grasse.

  • 14 But my hope hath ben in thee O God: I haue sayd thou art my Lorde.

  • 10 I thought I shoulde haue gone to the gates of hell when myne age was shortened, and haue wanted the residue of my yeres.

  • 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.

  • 54 They haue powred water vpon my head: then thought I, nowe am I vndone.

  • 5 I haue wayted for God, my soule haue wayted for hym: and I haue reposed my trust in his worde.

  • 1 To the chiefe musition of the mornyng hinde, a psalme of Dauid. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so farre from my health, and from the wordes of my complaynt?

  • 19 He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like asshes and dust.

  • 16 Therfore do I weepe, and mine eyes gushe out of water: for the comfort that shoulde quicken me is farre fro me, my children are driuen away: for why? the enemie hath gotten the vpper hande.

  • Jer 10:19-20
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    72%

    19 Alas howe am I hurt? alas howe paynefull are my scourges vnto me? for I consider this sorowe by my selfe, and I must suffer it.

    20 My tabernacle is destroyed, and all my cordes are broken, my chyldren are gone fro me, & can no where be founde: Nowe haue I none to spreade out my tent, nor to set vp my hanginges.

  • 4 My heart is smitten downe and wythered lyke grasse: because I did forget to eate my bread.

  • 17 Because I am disposed to a haltyng: and my sorowe is euer in my syght.

  • 17 Be not thou terrible vnto me O Lord: for thou art he in whom I hope when I am in perill.

  • 9 I wyll say vnto the Lorde of my strength: why hast thou forgotten me, why go I thus heauyly through the oppression of myne enemie?

  • 20 Reproofe hath broke my heart a peeces, I am full of heauinesse: I loked for some to haue pitie on me, but there was none, and for some that shoulde comfort me, but I coulde fynde none.

  • 7 But now that God hath sent me aduersitie, thou hast troubled al my congregation.