Job 23:2
My sayenge is yet this daye in bytternes, and my hande heuy amonge my groninges.
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Referenced Verses
- Job 10:1 : 1 it greueth my soule to lyue. Neuerthelesse, now will I put forth my wordes: I wil speake out of the very heuynesse off my soule,
- Job 11:6 : 6 that he might shewe the (out of his secrete wy?dome) how manyfolde his lawe is: then shuldest thou knowe, that God had forgotten the, because of thy synnes.
- Ps 32:4 : 4 And because thy hande was so heuy vpon me both daye and night, my moysture was like the drouth in Sommer. Sela.
- Ps 77:2-9 : 2 In the tyme of my trouble I sought the LORDE, I helde vp my hondes vnto him in the night season, for my soule refused all other comforte. 3 When I was in heuynesse, I thought vpo God: whe my hert was vexed, then dyd I speake. 4 Sela. Thou heldest myne eyes wakynge, I was so feble, that I coude not speake, 5 Then remembred I the tymes of olde, & the yeares that were past. 6 I called to remembraunce my songe in the night, I commoned with myne owne herte, and sought out my sprete. 7 Wil the LORDE cast out for euer? Wil he be nomore intreated? 8 Is his mercy cleane gone? Is his promyse come vtterly to an ende for euermore? 9 Hath the LORDE forgotten to be gracious? Or, hath he shut vp his louynge kyndnesse in displeasure?
- Lam 3:19-20 : 19 O remembre yet my mysery and my trouble, the wormwod and the gall. 20 Yee thou shalt remebre them, for my soule melteth awaye in me.
- Job 6:2-3 : 2 O that my misery weere weyed, and my punyshment layed in the balaunces: 3 for then shulde it be heuyer, then the sonde of the see. This is the cause, that my wordes are so soroufull.
- Job 7:11 : 11 Therfore I will not spare my mouth, but will speake in the trouble of my sprete, in ye bytternesse of my mynde will I talke.
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3 for then shulde it be heuyer, then the sonde of the see. This is the cause, that my wordes are so soroufull.
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1 it greueth my soule to lyue. Neuerthelesse, now will I put forth my wordes: I wil speake out of the very heuynesse off my soule,
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4 Is it with a man, that I make this disputacio? Which yf it were so, shulde not my sprete be the in sore trouble?
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2 and sayde:
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11 Therfore I will not spare my mouth, but will speake in the trouble of my sprete, in ye bytternesse of my mynde will I talke.
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24 This is the cause, that I syghe before I eate, and my roaringes fall out like a water floude.
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22 From the shall come all their aduersite: thou shalt plucke them awaye, eue as thou hast plucked me, because of all my wickednesse. For my sorow is very greate, and my herte is heuy.
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14 Wherfore shulde I be then punyshed daylie, & be chastened euery mornynge?
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17 I am redy to suffre trouble, and my heuynesse is euer in my sight.
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21 Thus my hert was greued, & it wente euen thorow my reynes.
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19 he chasteneth him with sicknesse, & bringeth him to his bed: he laieth sore punyshmet vpo his bones,
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10 Haue mercy vpon me, O LORDE, for I am in trouble, myne eye is consumed for very heuynesse, yee my soule and my body.
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15 What shal I speake or say, ethat he maye this doo? yt I maye lyue out all my yeares, yee in the bytternesse of my life?
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10 The shulde I haue some coforte: yee I wolde desyre him in my payne, that he shulde not spare, for I will not be agaynst ye wordes of the holy one.
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3 Agaynst me only he turneth his honde, & layeth it euer vpon me.
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2 When my sprete is in heuynesse, for thou knowest my path: in the waye where in I walke, haue they preuely layed a snare for me.
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18 He will not let my sprete be in rest, but fylleth me wt bytternesse.
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18 Sorowe is come vpon me, and heuynes vexeth my herte:
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39 Wherfore them murmureth the lyuinge man? let him murmoure at his owne synne,
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23 He hath brought downe my strength in my iourney, and shortened my dayes.
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13 When I thynke: my bedd shall comforte me, I shall haue some refresshinge by talkynge with myself vpon my couche:
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16 Therfore is my mynde poured full of heuynesse, & ye dayes of trouble haue take holde vpon me.
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7 Oh no, let him not do so with me. But let hym geue me like power to go to lawe, then am I sure to wynne my matter.
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10 daylie sayenge vnto me: where is now thy God?
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2 For thy arowes stick fast in me, and thy honde presseth me sore.
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1 Iob answered, and sayde:
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19 I am eue as it were claye, & am become like asshes & dust.
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5 He hath buylded rounde aboute me, & closed me in with gall and trauayle.
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10 I kepe sylece, and open not my mouth, for thou hast done it. Turne thy plages awaye fro me, for I am cosumed thorow the feare of thy hade.
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35 They wounded me (shalt thou saie) but it hath not hurte me, they smote me, but I felt it not. Whe I am wel wakened, I wil go to ye drynke agayne.
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27 When I am purposed to forget my complayninges to chaunge my countenaunce, and to coforte my self: