Isaiah 21:4
Myne herte paunted, I trembled for feare. The darcknesse made me fearfull in my mynde.
Myne herte paunted, I trembled for feare. The darcknesse made me fearfull in my mynde.
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4Fearfullnesse and tremblinge are come vpon me, and an horrible drede hath ouerwhelmed me.
5And I sayde: O that I had wynges like a doue, that I might fle somwhere, and be at rest.
13with a vision in the night, when men are fallen a slepe.
14Soch feare and drede came vpo me, that all my bones shoke.
15And when the wynde passed ouer by me, the hayres of my flesh stode vp.
6For whe I pondre & considre this, I am afrayed, and my flesh is smytten with feare.
24This is the cause, that I syghe before I eate, and my roaringes fall out like a water floude.
25For the thynge that I feared, is come vpon me: and the thynge that I was afrayed of, is happened vnto me.
3With this, the raynes of my backe were ful of payne: Panges came vpon me, as vpon a woman in hir trauayle. When I herde it, I was abasshed: and whe I loked vp, I was afrayde.
3For the enemie persecuteth my soule, he smyteth my life downe to the grounde, he layeth me in the darcknesse, as the deed men of the worlde.
4Therfore is my sprete vexed within me, and my herte within me is desolate.
15This is ye cause, that I shrenke at his presence, so that when I considre him, I am afrayed of him.
16For in so moch as he is God, he maketh my herte soft: and seynge that he is Allmightie, he putteth me in feare.
1At this my hert is astonnied, and moued out of his place.
10My hert paunteth, my strength hath fayled me, & the light of myne eyes is gone fro me.
21Thus my hert was greued, & it wente euen thorow my reynes.
15Fearfulnesse is turned agaynst me. Myne honoure vanisheth awaye more swiftly then wynde, & my prosperite departeth hece like as it were a cloude.
16Therfore is my mynde poured full of heuynesse, & ye dayes of trouble haue take holde vpon me.
17My bones are pearsed thorow in ye night season, & my synewes take no rest.
27My bowels seeth wt in me & take no rest, for ye dayes of my trouble are come vpo me.
120My flesh trebleth for feare of the, and I am afrayed of thy iudgmetes.
16Whe I heare this, my body is vexed, my lippes tremble at ye voyce therof, my bones corruppe, I am afrayed where I stonde. O that I might rest in the daye of trouble, that I might go vp vnto oure people, which are alredy prepared.
14The troublest thou me with dreames, ad makest me so afrayed thorow visions,
20Considre (O LORDE) how I am troubled, my wombe is disquieted, my herte turneth aboute in me, and I am full of heuynes. The swearde hurteth me without, and within I am like vnto death.
18Sorowe is come vpon me, and heuynes vexeth my herte:
21Withdrawe thine honde fro me, & let not the fearfull drede of the make me afrayed.
23For I haue euer feared ye vengeaunce & punyshmet of God, & knew very well, yt I was not able to beare his burthe.
11He hath marred my wayes, and broke me in peces, he hath layed me waist altogether.
19Ah my bely, ah my bely, (shalt thou crie) how is my hert so sore? my hert paunteth within me, I can not be still, for I haue herde the crienge of the trompettes, and peales of warre.
27Hath my hert medled priuely wt eny disceate? Or, dyd I euer kysse myne owne honde
4When I layed me downe to slepe, I sayde: O when shal I ryse? Agayne, I longed sore for the night. Thus am I full off sorowe, till it be darcke.
4The paynes of hell came aboute me, the snares of death toke holde vpo me.
20Destruccion taketh holde vpo him as a water floude, & ye tepest stealeth him awaye in the night season.
10Therfore art thou compased aboute with snares on euery syde, & sodely vexed wt feare.
5sawe a dreame, which made me afrayed: ad thoughtes that I had vpo my bed, with the visions of myne heade, troubled me.
5But now that the plage is come vpon the, thou shreckest awaye: now that it hath touched thyself, thou art faint harted.
28then am I afrayed of all my workes, for I knowe, thou fauourest not an euell doer.
66so that thy life shal hage before the: Night and daye shalt thou feare, and shalt haue no trust in thy life.
4My hert is smytte downe and wythered like grasse, so that I forget to eate my bred.
16Thy wroth full displeasure goeth ouer me, the feare of the oppresseth me.
27euen whe ye thinge that ye be afrayed of, falleth in sodenly like a storme, and yor misery like a tempest: yee wha trouble and heuynesse cometh vpon you.
3Neuerthelesse, whe I am afrayed, I put my trust in the.
10Thus must she be spoyled, emptied & clene striped out: that their hertes maye be melted awaye, their knees treble, all their loynes be weake, and their faces blacke as a pot.
11Fearfulnesse shal make him afrayed on euery syde, that he shall not knowe, where to get out.
8I am feble and sore smytte, I roare for the very disquietnes of my hert.
4Lest myne enemie saye: I haue preuayled agaynst hi for yf I be cast downe, they that trouble me will reioyse at it.
13From aboue hath he sent downe a fyre, in to my bones and chastened me: he hath layed a net for my fete, and throwne me wyde open: he hath made me desolate, so that I must euer be mournynge.
53I am horribly afrayed for ye vngodly, that forsake thy lawe.
4I sought the LORDE, and he herde me, yee he delyuered me out of all my feare.
17Be not now terrible vnto me (o LORDE) for thou art he, in whom I hope, when I am in parell.