Job 3:24
This is the cause, that I syghe before I eate, and my roaringes fall out like a water floude.
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- Ps 102:9 : 9 I eate ashes with my bred, and mengle my drynke with wepynge.
- Ps 38:8 : 8 I am feble and sore smytte, I roare for the very disquietnes of my hert.
- Ps 42:3-4 : 3 Now when I thinke there vpo, I poure out my hert by my self: for I wolde fayne go hence with the multitude, & passe ouer with them vnto the house of God, in ye voyce of prayse & thankesgeuynge, amonge soch as kepe holy daye. 4 Why art thou so full of heuynes (o my soule) & why art thou so vnquiete within me?
- Ps 80:5 : 5 Thou hast fed the with the bred of teares, yee thou hast geuen the pleteousnes of teares to drynke.
- Isa 59:11 : 11 We roare all like Beeres, & mourne stil like doues. We loke for equite, but there is none: for health, but it is farre fro vs.
- Lam 3:8 : 8 Though I crie & call piteously, yet heareth he not my prayer.
- Job 6:7 : 7 The thinges that sometyme I might not awaye withall, are now my meate for very sorow.
- Job 7:19 : 19 Why goest thou not fro me, ner lettest me alone, so longe till I swalow downe my spetle?
- Job 33:20 : 20 so that his life maye awaye wt no bred, & his soule abhorreth to eate eny dayntie meate:
- Ps 22:1-2 : 1 My God, my God: why hast thou forsaken me? ye wordes of my coplaynte are farre fro my health. 2 O my God, I crie in the daye tyme, but thou hearest not: and in the night season also I take no rest.
- Ps 32:3 : 3 For whyle I helde my tonge, my bones consumed awaye thorow my daylie complaynynges.
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25 For the thynge that I feared, is come vpon me: and the thynge that I was afrayed of, is happened vnto me.
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3 Now when I thinke there vpo, I poure out my hert by my self: for I wolde fayne go hence with the multitude, & passe ouer with them vnto the house of God, in ye voyce of prayse & thankesgeuynge, amonge soch as kepe holy daye.
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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.
12 Am I a see or a whalfysh, that thou kepest me so in preson?
- Ps 38:8-103 verses77%
8 I am feble and sore smytte, I roare for the very disquietnes of my hert.
9 LORDE, thou knowest all my desyre, & my gronynge is not hyd from the.
10 My hert paunteth, my strength hath fayled me, & the light of myne eyes is gone fro me.
- Lam 1:20-223 verses76%
20 Considre (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.
21 They heare my mournynge, but there is none that wil comforte me. All myne enemies haue herde of my trouble, and are glad therof, because thou hast done it. But thou shalt brynge forth the tyme, when they also shal be like vnto me.
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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2 I sticke fast in the depe myre, where no grounde is: I am come into depe waters, and the floudes wil drowne me.
3 I am weery of crienge, my throte is drye, my sight fayleth me, for waytinge so longe vpon my God.
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9 I eate ashes with my bred, and mengle my drynke with wepynge.
- Ps 31:9-102 verses76%
9 Thou hast not delyuered me ouer in to the hodes of the enemie, but hast set my fete in a large rowme.
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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6 I am weery of gronynge: Euery night wasshe I my bedde, & water my couche with my teares.
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17 I am redy to suffre trouble, and my heuynesse is euer in my sight.
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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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3 for then shulde it be heuyer, then the sonde of the see. This is the cause, that my wordes are so soroufull.
- Ps 32:3-42 verses75%
3 For whyle I helde my tonge, my bones consumed awaye thorow my daylie complaynynges.
4 And because thy hande was so heuy vpon me both daye and night, my moysture was like the drouth in Sommer. Sela.
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13 They gape vpon me with their mouthes, as it were a rampinge and roaringe lyon.
14 I am poured out like water, all my bones are out of ioynt: my hert in the myddest off my body is euen like meltinge waxe.
15 My strength is dried vp like a potsherde, my tunge cleueth to my goomes, and thou hast brought me in to the dust of death.
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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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3 With 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.
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4 Therfore is my sprete vexed within me, and my herte within me is desolate.
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2 My sayenge is yet this daye in bytternes, and my hande heuy amonge my groninges.
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27 My bowels seeth wt in me & take no rest, for ye dayes of my trouble are come vpo me.
28 Mekely & lowly came I in, yee & without eny displeasure: I stode vp in ye cogregacion, & commoned with the
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20 My frendes laugh me to scorne, but myne eye poureth out teares vnto God.
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4 My hert is smytte downe and wythered like grasse, so that I forget to eate my bred.
5 For the voyce of my gronynge, my bone wil scarse cleue to my flesh.
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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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7 The LORDE hath promised his louynge kyndnesse daylie, therfore wil I prayse him in the night season, and make my prayer vnto ye God of my life.
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16 My face is swolle with wepinge, & myne eyes are waxen dymne.
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1 My breth fayleth, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes dore.
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6 I am brought into so greate trouble and misery, that I go mournynge all the daye longe.
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18 He will not let my sprete be in rest, but fylleth me wt bytternesse.
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4 Fearfullnesse and tremblinge are come vpon me, and an horrible drede hath ouerwhelmed me.
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16 He hath smytten my teth in peces, & rolled me in the dust.
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16 Therfore do I wepe, and myne eyes gusshe out of water: for the coforter that shulde quycken me, is farre fro me. My children are dryuen awaye, for why? the enemie hath gotten the ouer honde.
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18 Sorowe is come vpon me, and heuynes vexeth my herte:
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21 Thus my hert was greued, & it wente euen thorow my reynes.
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14 They fell vpon me, as it had bene ye breakynge in of waters, & came in by heapes to destroye me.
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49 Myne eyes runne, and can not ceasse, for there is no rest.
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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.
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8 Though I crie & call piteously, yet heareth he not my prayer.
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23 To the man whose waye is hyd, which God kepeth backe from him.