Psalms 13:2

Coverdale Bible (1535)

Oh how loge shall I seke councell in my soule? how longe shall I be so vexed in my herte? how longe shal myne enemie triumphe ouer me?

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  • Mic 7:8-9 : 8 O thou enemie of myne, reioyce not at my fall, for I shal get vp agayne: and though I syt in darcknesse, yet ye LORDE is my light. 9 I will beare the punishment of the LORDE (for why, I haue offended him) till he syt in iudgment vpon my cause, and se that I haue right. He wil bringe me forth to the light, and I shal se his rightuosnesse. 10 She that is myne enemy shall loke vpon it, & be confounded, which now saieth: Where is thy LORDE God? Myne eyes shal beholde her, when she shalbe troden downe, as the claye in the stretes.
  • Matt 26:38 : 38 Then sayde Iesus vnto them: My soule is heuy euen vnto the death. Tary ye here, and watch with me.
  • Luke 22:53 : 53 I was daylie with you in the temple, and ye layed no handes vpon me. But this is youre houre, and the power of darknesse.
  • John 16:6 : 6 but because I haue sayde these thinges vnto you, youre hert is full of sorowe.
  • Rom 9:2 : 2 that I haue greate heuynesse & contynuall sorowe in my hert.
  • Phil 2:27 : 27 And no doute he was sicke, and that nye vnto death: but God had mercy on him, and not on him onely, but on me also, lest I shulde haue had sorowe vpon sorowe.
  • 1 Sam 18:29 : 29 Then was Saul the more afrayed, and became his enemye as loge as he lyued.
  • 1 Sam 24:19 : 19 What is he, which yf he fynde his enemye, wyl let him go in a good waye? The LORDE rewarde the good for yt thou hast done vnto me this daye?
  • Neh 2:2 : 2 Then sayde ye kynge vnto me: Why lokest thou so sadly? Thou art not sicke, that is not ye matter, but thou art heuy harted. Neuertheles I was sore afrayed,
  • Esth 7:6 : 6 Hester sayde: The enemye and aduersary is this wicked Aman. As for Ama, he was exceadingly afraied before ye kynge & ye quene.
  • Job 7:12-15 : 12 Am I a see or a whalfysh, that thou kepest me so in preson? 13 When I thynke: my bedd shall comforte me, I shall haue some refresshinge by talkynge with myself vpon my couche: 14 The troublest thou me with dreames, ad makest me so afrayed thorow visions, 15 that my soule wyssheth rather to be hanged, and my bones to be deed.
  • Job 9:19-21 : 19 Yf men will speake of strength, he is the stogest of all: yf me will speake of rightousnes, who darre be my recorde? 20 yf I will iustifie my self, myne owne mouth shall codemne me: yf I will put forth my self for a perfecte man, he shal proue me a wicked doer: 21 For that I shulde be an innocent, my coscience knoweth it not, yee I my self am weery off my life.
  • Job 9:27-28 : 27 When I am purposed to forget my complayninges to chaunge my countenaunce, and to coforte my self: 28 then am I afrayed of all my workes, for I knowe, thou fauourest not an euell doer.
  • Job 10:15 : 15 Yf I do wickedly, wo is me therfore: Yf I be rightuous, yet darre I not lift vp my heade: so full am I of confucion, and se myne owne misery.
  • Job 23:8-9 : 8 For though I go before, I fynde him not: yf I come behynde, I ca get no knowlege of him: 9 Yf I go on the left syde to pondre his workes, I can not atteyne vnto them: Agayne, yf I go on the right syde, he hydeth himself, yt I can not se him. 10 But as for my waye, he knoweth it: & trieth me as ye golde in ye fyre.
  • Ps 7:2 : 2 Lest he hantch vp my soule like a lyon, & teare it in peces, whyle there is none to helpe.
  • Ps 7:4-5 : 4 Yff I haue rewarded euell vnto the yt dealt frendly wt me or hurte the yt wt out eny cause are myne enemies: 5 Then let myne enemie persecute my soule, & take me: yee let hi treade my life downe in the earth, & laye myne honor in the dust.
  • Ps 8:2 : 2 Out of the mouth of the very babes & sucklinges thou hast ordened prayse, because of thine enemies, yt thou mightest destroye the enemie and the auenger.
  • Ps 9:6 : 6 The enemies swerdes are come to an ende, thou hast ouerthrowen their cities, their memoriall is perished with the.
  • Ps 10:18 : 18 Helpe the fatherlesse and poore vnto their right, that the vngodly be nomore exalted vpon earth.
  • Ps 17:9 : 9 From the vngodly that trouble me, fro myne enemies which compasse my soule rounde aboute.
  • Ps 22:7-8 : 7 All they yt se me, laugh me to scorne: they shute out their lippes, and shake their heades. 8 He trusted in God, let him delyuer him: let him helpe hi, yf he wil haue him.
  • Ps 31:18 : 18 Shewe thy seruaunt the light of thy countenaunce, helpe me for thy mercies sake.
  • Ps 38:17 : 17 I am redy to suffre trouble, and my heuynesse is euer in my sight.
  • Ps 42:4 : 4 Why art thou so full of heuynes (o my soule) & why art thou so vnquiete within me?
  • Ps 42:9-9 : 9 Whyle my bones are broken, & whyle myne enemies cast me in the tethe, 10 daylie sayenge vnto me: where is now thy God?
  • Ps 44:14-16 : 14 Thou makest vs to be rebuked of or neghbours, to be laughed to scorne aud had in derision, of them that are rounde aboute vs. 15 Thou hast made vs a very byworde amonge the Heithen, & that the people shake their heades at vs. 16 My cofucion is daylie before me, & the shame of my face couereth me.
  • Ps 74:10 : 10 We se oure tokens nomore, there is not one prophet more, no not one that vnderstondeth enymore.
  • Ps 74:18 : 18 Thou hast set all ye borders of the earth thou hast made both Sommer & wynter.
  • 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? 10 Sela. At the last I came to this poynte, that I thought: O why art thou so foolish? the right honde of the most hyest can chaunge all. 11 Therfore wil I remembre the workes of the LORDE, and call to mynde thy wonders of olde tyme. 12 I wil speake of all thy workes, and my talkynge shalbe of thy doinges.
  • Ps 94:18-19 : 18 When I sayde: my fote hath slipped, thy mercy (o LORDE) helde me vp. 19 In ye multitude of the sorowes that I had in my herte, thy comfortes haue refreshed my soule.
  • Ps 116:3 : 3 The snares of death copased me rounde aboute, the paynes of hell gat holde vpon me,
  • Ps 123:3-4 : 3 Haue mercy vpo vs (o LORDE) haue mercy vpon vs, for we are vtterly despysed. 4 Oure soule is fylled wt the scornefull reprofe of the welthy, & with ye despitefulnesse of the proude.
  • Ps 142:4-7 : 4 Therfore do I crie vnto the (o LORDE) and saye: thou art my hope and my porcion, in the londe of the lyuynge. 5 Cosidre my complaynte, for I am brought very lowe. 6 Oh delyuer me fro my persecuters, for they are to stronge for me: 7 Brynge my soule out of preson, that I maye geue thakes vnto thy name: which thinge yf thou wilt graute me, then shal the rightuous resorte vnto my copany.
  • Ps 143:3-4 : 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.
  • Prov 15:13 : 13 A mery herte maketh a chearfull countenaunce, but an vnquyet mynde maketh it heuy.
  • Eccl 5:17 : 17 All the daies of his life also must he eate in the darcke, with greate carefulnesse, sicknesse & sorow.
  • Jer 8:18 : 18 Sorowe is come vpon me, and heuynes vexeth my herte:
  • Jer 15:18 : 18 Shall my heuynes endure for euer? Are my plages then so greate, yt they maye neuer be healed? Wilt thou be as a water, that falleth, and can not contynue?
  • Jer 45:3 : 3 In so moch as thou thoughtest thus (when thou wast writinge) Wo is me, the LORDE hath geuen me payne for my trauayle: I haue weeried my self wt sighinge, and shall I fynde no rest?
  • Lam 1:5 : 5 Hir enemies are fallen vpon hir heade, & haue put her to shame: because the LORDE hath chastened her for hir greate wickednes: hir children are ledde awaye captiue before their enemie.
  • Lam 1:9 : 9 Hir skyrtes are defyled, she remebred not what wolde folowe: therfore is hir fall so greate, and there is no ma to comforte her. O LORDE, cosidre my trouble, for myne enemie hath the vpper honde.

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