Lamentations 4:20
The very breath of our mouth, euen the annointed of the Lorde hym selfe, was taken in their net, of whom we say, Under his shadowe we shalbe preserued among the heathen.
The very breath of our mouth, euen the annointed of the Lorde hym selfe, was taken in their net, of whom we say, Under his shadowe we shalbe preserued among the heathen.
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17Wherefore yet our eyes fayled vs, whyles we looked for our vayne helpe, seeing we euer wayted vpon a people that coulde do vs no good.
18They lay so sharpe wayte for vs, that we can not go safe vpon the streetes, for our ende is come, our dayes are fulfilled, our ende is here.
19Our persecutours are swifter then the Egles of the ayre: they folowed vppon vs ouer the mountaynes, and layde wayte for vs in the wyldernesse.
19no not when thou hast smitten vs in the place of dragons, and couered vs with the shadowe of death.
12Let vs swallowe them vp lyke the graue quicke and whole, as those that go downe into the pit:
28His breath is a vehement flud of water, that reacheth vp to the necke: that he may sift away the heathen in the siue of vanitie, and his breath is a brydle of errour in the iawes of the people.
3For the enemie hath persecuted my soule, he hath smitten my lyfe downe to the grounde: he hath layde me in darknesse as men that haue ben long dead.
4Howe long shall the lande mourne, and all the hearbes of the fielde perishe for the wickednesse of them that dwell therin? The cattell and the birdes are gone, yet say they, tushe, God wyll not destroy vs vtterly.
4We are become an open shame vnto our neyghbours: a very scorne and derision vnto them that are rounde about vs.
23Stirre vp O Lorde, why slepest thou? awake & be not absent from vs for euer:
24wherfore hydest thou thy face, and forgettest our miserie and tribulation?
25For our soule is brought lowe vnto the dust: our belly cleaueth vnto the grounde.
19And thou art cast out of thy graue like a fylthy abhominable braunche, like as dead mens rayment that are shot thorowe with the sworde, and go downe to the stones of the deepe, as a dead coarse that is troden vnder feete.
19But I am as a meeke lambe, an oxe that is caryed away to be slayne, not knowing that they had deuised suche a counsell against me saying, We wyll destroy his meate with wood, and driue him out of the lande of the liuing, that his name shall neuer be thought vpon.
3Wherfore are we counted as beastes, and reputed so vyle in your sight?
8Then set the heathen together on euery side of the countreis agaynst him, layde their nettes for him, and toke him in their pit.
45Thou hast made vs outcastes, and to be despised among the people.
5Then let myne enemie persecute my soule and take me: yea, let hym put me to death, and lay myne honour in the dust. Selah.
7Our bones lye scattered vpon the graues mouth: lyke as when one breaketh and heweth wood vpon the earth.
17They also went downe to hell with him vnto them that be slayne with the sword, which were his arme and dwelt vnder his shadowe in the middest of the nations.
3Whyle my breath is in me, and the winde that God hath geuen me is in my nostrels,
22Ceasse therfore from man in whose nosethrilles there is breath: for wherin is he to be accompted of?
3Then they had swalowed vs vp quicke: when their wrath was so inflamed against vs.
11His doynges be lyke a lions that is greedy to take a pray: and as a lions whelpe lurkyng in secrete places.
51Who beyng thine enemies O God do dishonour: who do dishonour the footsteppes of thine annoynted.
6But blessed be God, whiche hath not geuen vs ouer for a pray vnto their teeth.
7Our soule is escaped, euen as a byrde out of the snare of the fouler: the snare is broken, and we be escaped.
15My strength is dried vp like a potsheard, & my tongue cleaueth to my gummes: and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
2He hath made my mouth lyke a sharpe sworde, vnder the shadowe of his hande hath he defended me, and hid me in his quiuer as a good arrowe,
1My breath is corrupt, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes doore.
5Our neckes are vnder persecution, we are weery and haue no rest.
13From 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.
10Ueryly I hearde the euyll reportes of many, terrour was on euery side of me: complayne vpon hym say they, and we wyll tell his tale: Yea all myne owne companions, and suche as were conuersaunt with me, lay in wayte for my halting, saying: peraduenture he wylbe deceaued, and so shall we preuayle against hym, and be auenged of hym.
20Is our substaunce bewen downe? As for the remnaunt of them the fire hath consumed.
14Thou diddest strike thorow with his owne staues the heades of his villages, they came out as a whirlewinde to scatter me: their reioycyng was as to deuour the poore secretly.
14The exile maketh haste to be loosed, that he dye not in prison, and that his bread fayle hym not.
4Our soule is filled with the scornefull reprofe of the wealthy: and with the dispitefulnes of the proude.
13Thou hast made vs a rebuke to our neighbours: to be laughed to scorne and had in derision of them that are rounde about vs.
14Thou hast made vs to be a fable among the heathen: and to be such that the people shake their head at vs.
17Therefore our heart is full of heauinesse, and our eyes dimme.
5Wo be vnto me that am constrayned to be conuersaunt in Mesech: and to dwell among the tentes of Cedar.
26For they persecute hym whom thou hast smitten: and they talke of the griefe of them whom thou hast wounded.
47Feare and pit is come vpon vs, yea deceipt and destruction.
17Let the priestes the Lordes ministers weepe betwixt the porche & the aulter, and let them say, Spare thy people O Lord, and geue not ouer thine heritage to reproche, that the heathen shoulde rule ouer them: Wherfore shoulde they say amongst the heathen, Where is their God?
15Because ye haue sayd, We haue made a couenaunt with death, and with hell are we at agreement: and though there go foorth a sore plague, it shall not come vnto vs, for we haue made falsehood our refuge, and vnder vanitie are we hid.
15For we be but straungers before thee, and soiourners, as were al our fathers: Our dayes on the earth also are but as a shadowe, and there is none abiding.
11We roare all like beares, and mourne still like doues: we looke for equitie, but there is none: for health, but it is farre from vs.
21And thou O daughter Edom that dwellest in the land of Huz, be glad and reioyce, for the cup shall come vnto thee also, thou shalt be dronken, and discouer thy nakednesse.
9With the blast of God they perishe, with the breath of his nostrels are they consumed away.
22His soule draweth vnto the graue, and his lyfe to death.