Job 13:27
Thou hast put my fote in the stockes: thou lokest narowly vnto all my pathes, & marckest the steppes of my fete:
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Referenced Verses
- Job 33:11 : 11 he hath put my fote in the stockes, & loketh narowly vnto all my pathes.
- Prov 7:22 : 22 Immediatly he foloweth her, as it were an oxeled to the slaughter (and like as it were to the stockes, where fooles are punyshed)
- Acts 16:24 : 24 Which whan he had receaued soch commaundement, he cast the in to the ynner preson, and put their fete in the stockes.
- 2 Chr 16:10-12 : 10 But Asa was wroth at ye Seer, and put him in preson: for he murmured with him ouer this thinge. And Asa oppressed certayne of the people at ye same tyme. 11 These actes of Asa both first and last, beholde, they are wrytten in the boke of ye kynges of Iuda & Israel. 12 And Asa was diseased in his fete in the nyne and thirtieth yeare of his reigne, and endured ther ouer. Nether soughte he the LORDE in his sicknesse, but trusted vnto Phisicians.
- Job 2:7 : 7 So wente Sathan forth from the LORDE, and smote Iob with maruelous sore byles, from the sole off the fote vnto his crowne:
- Job 10:6 : 6 that thou makest soch inquisicion for my wickednesse, and searchest out my synne?
- Job 14:16 : 16 For thou hast nombred all my goynges, yet be not thou to extreme vpon my synnes.
- Job 16:9 : 9 He is angrie at me, he hateth me, and gnassheth vpon me with his teth. Myne enemy skouleth vpon me with his eyes.
Similar Verses (AI)
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- Job 33:10-112 verses89%
10 But lo, he hath pyked a quarell agaynst me, & taketh me for his enemy:
11 he hath put my fote in the stockes, & loketh narowly vnto all my pathes.
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26 that thou layest so sharply to my charge, and wilt vtterly vndoo me, for ye synnes of my yougth?
- Job 14:16-172 verses78%
16 For thou hast nombred all my goynges, yet be not thou to extreme vpon my synnes.
17 Thou hast sealed vp myne offences, as it were in a bagg: but be mercifull vnto my wickednesse.
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28 where as I (notwithstondinge) must consume like as a foule carion, and as a cloth that is moth eaten.
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37 Thou hast enlarged my goinge vnder me, and myne ankles haue not slyded.
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33 He hath made my fete like hartes fete, and set me vp an hye.
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5 Oh ordre thou my goynges in thy pathes, that my fote steppes slippe not.
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36 Thou hast made rowme ynough vnder me for to go, that my fote steppes shulde not slyde.
- Ps 139:2-32 verses75%
2 Thou art aboute my path & aboute my bedd, & spyest out all my wayes.
3 For lo, there is not a worde i my toge, but thou (o LORDE) knowest it alltogether.
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34 He hath made my fete like hartes fete, & hath set me vp an hye.
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4 Doth not he se my wayes, & tell all my goinges?
- Job 30:12-132 verses74%
12 Vpon my right hade they rose together agaynst me, they haue hurte my fete, made awaye to destroye me,
13 & my path haue they clene marred. It was so easy for them to do me harme, that they neded no man to helpe the.
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9 He hath stopped vp my wayes with foure squared stones, & made my pathes croked.
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3 I loke vpon my right honde & se, there is no man that wil knowe me. I haue no place to fle vnto, no man careth for my soule.
- Lam 1:13-142 verses74%
13 From 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.
14 The yocke of my transgression is come at the last, with his honde hath he taken it vp, and put it aboute my neck. My strength is gone: the LORDE hath delyuered me in to those hondes, wherout I can not quyte myself.
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8 I will be glad and reioyse in thy mercy: for thou hast considred my trouble, thou hast knowne my soule in aduersite.
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5 Soch knowlege is to wonderfull & excellet for me, I can not atteyne vnto it.
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6 They holde alltogether, & kepe them selues close: they marck my steppes, how they maye catch my soule.
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22 And yf thou woldest saye the in thine hert: Wherfore come these thinges vpo me? Eue for the multitude of thy blasphemies, shall thy hynder partes & thy fete be discouered.
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15 Myne eyes are euer lokynge vnto the LORDE, for he shal plucke my fete out of ye nett.
- Ps 22:16-172 verses73%
16 For dogges are come aboute me, the coucell of ye wicked hath layed sege agaynst me.
17 They pearsed my hondes and my fete, I might haue tolde all my bones: as for them, they stode staringe and lokinge vpon me.
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11 Neuertheles my fete kepe his path, his hye strete haue I holden, and not gone out of it.
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26 Podre the path of thy fete, so shal all yi wayes be sure.
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2 Neuerthelesse my fete were allmost gone, my treadinges had wel nye slipte.
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8 (wherof my wryncles beare wytnesse) there stodeth vp a dyssembler to make me answere with lyes to my face.
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6 vnder the fete of the symple, & with the steppes of the poore.
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8 For his fete shalbe taken in the nett, and he shal walke in the snare.
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8 And why? thou hast delyuered my soule from death, myne eyes from teares, and my fete from fallinge.
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17 Neuerthelesse, thou hast condemned the iudgment of the vngodly, yee euen soch a iudgment and sentence shalt thou suffre.
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11 He hath marred my wayes, and broke me in peces, he hath layed me waist altogether.
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13 He hath compased me rounde aboute with his dartes, he hath wounded my loynes, & not spared. My bowels hath he poured vpon the grounde.
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6 Set vp thy self (o God) aboue the heaues, and thy glory aboue all the earth.
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8 Thou tellest my flittinges, thou puttest my teares in thy botell, and nombrest them.
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16 My desyre is, yt myne enemies triumphe not ouer me: for yf my fote slippe, they reioyse greatly against me.
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18 Namely, how thou hast set the in a slippery place, that thou maiest cast the downe headlynges & destroye the.
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24 Wherfore hydest thou thy face, and holdest me for thine enemye?
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133 Ordre my goinges after thy worde, that no wickednesse raigne in me.
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38 I will smyte them, they shall not be able to stonde, but fall vnder my fete.
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13 For thou hast delyuered my soule fro death, & my fete fro fallinge, yt I maye walke before God in ye light of ye lyuynge.
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8 He hath hedged vp my path, I ca not get awaye, he hath set darcknesse in my gate.
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7 He hath so hedged me in, that I can not get out, & hath layed heuy lynckes vpon me.
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16 Thou huntest me out (beynge in heuynesse) as it were a Lyon, and troublest me out of measure.
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14 Wherfore didest thou kepe me, when I synned, and hast not clensed me fro myne offence?
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5 Wherfore shulde I feare the euell dayes, whe the wickednesse of my heles copaseth me rounde aboute?