Job 30:16

Coverdale Bible (1535)

Therfore is my mynde poured full of heuynesse, & ye dayes of trouble haue take holde vpon me.

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Referenced Verses

  • Ps 22:14 : 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.
  • Ps 42:4 : 4 Why art thou so full of heuynes (o my soule) & why art thou so vnquiete within me?
  • Isa 53:12 : 12 Therfore wil I geue him the multitude for his parte, & he shal deuyde the stroge spoyle because he shal geue ouer his soule to death, & shalbe rekened amonge the transgressours, which neuertheles shal take awaye ye synnes of the multitude, and make intercession for the my?doers.
  • Ps 40:12 : 12 For innumerable troubles are come aboute me: my synnes haue taken soch holde vpon me, that I am not able to loke vp: yee they are mo in nombre then the hayres of my heade, and my hert hath fayled me.
  • 1 Sam 1:15 : 15 Neuertheles Anna answered and sayde: No my lorde, I am a soroufull woman, wyne and stronge drynke haue I not dronken but haue poured out my hert before ye LORDE.
  • Job 3:24 : 24 This is the cause, that I syghe before I eate, and my roaringes fall out like a water floude.

Similar Verses (AI)

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  • Job 30:14-15
    2 verses
    82%

    14 They fell vpon me, as it had bene ye breakynge in of waters, & came in by heapes to destroye me.

    15 Fearfulnesse is turned agaynst me. Myne honoure vanisheth awaye more swiftly then wynde, & my prosperite departeth hece like as it were a cloude.

  • Job 30:17-19
    3 verses
    81%

    17 My bones are pearsed thorow in ye night season, & my synewes take no rest.

    18 With all their power haue they chaunged my garmet, & gyrded me therwith, as it were wt a coate.

    19 I am eue as it were claye, & am become like asshes & dust.

  • 27 My bowels seeth wt in me & take no rest, for ye dayes of my trouble are come vpo me.

  • Ps 143:3-4
    2 verses
    80%

    3 For 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.

    4 Therfore is my sprete vexed within me, and my herte within me is desolate.

  • Ps 22:14-15
    2 verses
    80%

    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.

  • Ps 31:9-10
    2 verses
    79%

    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.

  • 4 Fearfullnesse and tremblinge are come vpon me, and an horrible drede hath ouerwhelmed me.

  • 3 I am couted as one of the that go downe vnto the pytte, I am eue as a ma that hath no stregth.

  • 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.

  • 3 The snares of death copased me rounde aboute, the paynes of hell gat holde vpon me,

  • 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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    3 My soule also is in greate trouble, but LORDE how longe?

  • Job 16:15-16
    2 verses
    76%

    15 I haue sowed a sack cloth vpon my skynne, and lye with my strength in the dust.

    16 My face is swolle with wepinge, & myne eyes are waxen dymne.

  • 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.

  • 20 Yee thou shalt remebre them, for my soule melteth awaye in me.

  • 7 And now that I am full of payne, and all that I haue destroied

  • 1 My breth fayleth, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes dore.

  • 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.

  • Job 3:24-25
    2 verses
    75%

    24 This is the cause, that I syghe before I eate, and my roaringes fall out like a water floude.

    25 For the thynge that I feared, is come vpon me: and the thynge that I was afrayed of, is happened vnto me.

  • Ps 25:16-17
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    16 Turne the vnto me and haue mercy vpon me, for I am desolate and in misery.

    17 The sorowes of my herte are greate, O brynge me out of my troubles.

  • Ps 38:6-8
    3 verses
    75%

    6 I am brought into so greate trouble and misery, that I go mournynge all the daye longe.

    7 For my loynes are clene dried vp, and there is no whole parte in my body.

    8 I am feble and sore smytte, I roare for the very disquietnes of my hert.

  • 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.

  • 5 For the voyce of my gronynge, my bone wil scarse cleue to my flesh.

  • 4 My flesh & my skynne hath he made olde, and my bones hath he brussed.

  • 11 My dayes are past, my thoughtes are vanished awaye, which haue vexed myne herte,

  • 31 my harpe is turned to sorow, & my pipe to wepinge.

  • 18 I thought in my self: I am vndone, there is no hope for me in the LORDE.

  • Ps 142:2-3
    2 verses
    74%

    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.

    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.

  • 11 For ye LORDE hath opened his quyuer, he hath hytt me, & put a brydle in my mouth.

  • 16 Thy wroth full displeasure goeth ouer me, the feare of the oppresseth me.

  • 11 He hath marred my wayes, and broke me in peces, he hath layed me waist altogether.

  • 28 My soule melteth awaye for very heuynesse, o set me vp acordinge vnto thy worde.

  • 10 My hert paunteth, my strength hath fayled me, & the light of myne eyes is gone fro me.

  • 7 My countenaunce is heuy for very anger, & the membres of my body are become like a shadowe.

  • 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.

  • 17 I am redy to suffre trouble, and my heuynesse is euer in my sight.

  • 6 The paynes of hell came aboute me, and the snares of death had ouertaken me.

  • 21 Thus my hert was greued, & it wente euen thorow my reynes.