Psalms 142:3
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.
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Referenced Verses
- Ps 140:5 : 5 The proude haue layed a snare for me, & spred a nett abrode with coardes, yee & sett trappes in my waye.
- Ps 143:4 : 4 Therfore is my sprete vexed within me, and my herte within me is desolate.
- Jer 18:22 : 22 Let the noyse be herde out of their houses, when the murtherer cometh sodenly vpon them: For they haue digged a pit to take me, and layed snares for my fete.
- Matt 22:15 : 15 Then wente the Pharises, and toke councell, how they might tangle him in his wordes,
- Mark 14:33-36 : 33 And he toke with him Peter & Iames, & Ihon, and begane to waxe fearefull, & to be in an agonye, 34 & sayde vnto the: My soule is heuy eue vnto ye death: tary ye here and watch. 35 And he wente forth a litle, fell vpon the grounde and prayed, that, (yf it were possyble) ye houre might passe fro him, 36 and sayde: Abba, my father, all thinges are possyble vnto the, take this cuppe awaye fro me: Neuertheles not what I wyl, but what thou wilt.
- Ps 141:9 : 9 But myne eyes loke vnto ye, o LORDE God: in the is my trust, oh cast not out my soule.
- Job 23:10 : 10 But as for my waye, he knoweth it: & trieth me as ye golde in ye fyre.
- Ps 1:6 : 6 For the LORDE aloweth ye waye of the rightuous, but the waye of the vngodly shal perishe.
- 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 31:4 : 4 For thou art my stronge holde & my castell: O be thou my gyde, & lede me for thy names sake.
- Ps 35:7-8 : 7 For they haue pryuely laied their nett to destroye me without a cause, yee and made a pitte for my soule, which I neuer deserued. 8 Let a sodane destruccio come vpon him vnawarres, and ye nett that he hath layed priuely, catch him self, that he maye fall in to his owne myschefe.
- Ps 56:6 : 6 They holde alltogether, & kepe them selues close: they marck my steppes, how they maye catch my soule.
- Ps 61:2 : 2 From the endes of ye earth wil I call vnto the, whe my herte is in trouble:
- Ps 77:3 : 3 When I was in heuynesse, I thought vpo God: whe my hert was vexed, then dyd I speake.
- Ps 102:4 : 4 My hert is smytte downe and wythered like grasse, so that I forget to eate my bred.
- Ps 139:2-4 : 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. 4 Thou hast fashioned me behinde & before, & layed thine hode vpon me.
- Ps 17:3 : 3 Thou hast proued & visited myne herte in the night season: thou hast tried me in the fyre, & hast founde no wickednes in me: for I vtterly purposed, that my mouth shulde not offende.
Similar Verses (AI)
These verses are found using AI-powered semantic similarity based on meaning and context. Results may occasionally include unexpected connections.
- Ps 139:1-55 verses82%
1 O Lorde, thou searchest me out, and knowest me. Thou knowest my downe syttinge & my vprisynge, thou vnderstodest my thoughtes a farre of.
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.
4 Thou hast fashioned me behinde & before, & layed thine hode vpon me.
5 Soch knowlege is to wonderfull & excellet for me, I can not atteyne vnto it.
- Ps 143:3-42 verses81%
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.
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4 Therfore do I crie vnto the (o LORDE) and saye: thou art my hope and my porcion, in the londe of the lyuynge.
- Lam 3:9-113 verses78%
9 He hath stopped vp my wayes with foure squared stones, & made my pathes croked.
10 He layeth waite for me like a Bere, and as a lyon in a hole.
11 He hath marred my wayes, and broke me in peces, he hath layed me waist altogether.
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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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6 Set vp thy self (o God) aboue the heaues, and thy glory aboue all the earth.
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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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3 But thou LORDE (to whom I am well knowne) thou that hast sene, & proued my herte, take them awaye, like as a flock is caried to the slaughter house, and apoynte them for the daye off slaughtinge.
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5 The proude haue layed a snare for me, & spred a nett abrode with coardes, yee & sett trappes in my waye.
- Job 30:12-143 verses76%
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.
14 They fell vpon me, as it had bene ye breakynge in of waters, & came in by heapes to destroye me.
- Ps 143:7-82 verses76%
7 Sela. Heare me (o LORDE) and that soone, for my sprete waxeth faynte: hyde not yi face fro me, lest I be like vnto the that go downe in to the graue.
8 Oh let me heare thy louynge kyndnesse by tymes in the mornynge, for in the is my trust: shewe thou me the waye that I shulde walke in, for I lift vp my soule vnto the.
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7 I hate them that holde of vanities, and my trust is in the LORDE.
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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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5 Oh ordre thou my goynges in thy pathes, that my fote steppes slippe not.
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37 Thou hast enlarged my goinge vnder me, and myne ankles haue not slyded.
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22 Let the noyse be herde out of their houses, when the murtherer cometh sodenly vpon them: For they haue digged a pit to take me, and layed snares for my fete.
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8 Thou tellest my flittinges, thou puttest my teares in thy botell, and nombrest them.
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6 The paynes of hell came aboute me, and the snares of death had ouertaken me.
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36 Thou hast made rowme ynough vnder me for to go, that my fote steppes shulde not slyde.
- Lam 3:6-72 verses74%
6 He hath set me in darcknesse, as they that be deed for euer.
7 He hath so hedged me in, that I can not get out, & hath layed heuy lynckes vpon me.
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3 When I was in heuynesse, I thought vpo God: whe my hert was vexed, then dyd I speake.
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15 But in my aduersite they reioyse, and gather them together: yee ye very lame come together agaynst me vnawarres, makynge mowes at me, & ceasse not.
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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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8 He hath hedged vp my path, I ca not get awaye, he hath set darcknesse in my gate.
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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.
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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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22 Thou hydest them priuely by thine owne presence from the proude men, thou kepest them secretly in thy tabernacle, from the strife of tonges.
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5 Yet in my trouble I called vpo the LORDE, & coplayned vnto my God.
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16 For thou hast nombred all my goynges, yet be not thou to extreme vpon my synnes.
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3 The snares of death copased me rounde aboute, the paynes of hell gat holde vpon me,
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23 Trye me (o God) and seke the grounde of myne hert: proue me, & examen my thoughtes.
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11 he hath put my fote in the stockes, & loketh narowly vnto all my pathes.
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4 For thou art my stronge holde & my castell: O be thou my gyde, & lede me for thy names sake.
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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.
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9 But myne eyes loke vnto ye, o LORDE God: in the is my trust, oh cast not out my soule.
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2 Neuerthelesse my fete were allmost gone, my treadinges had wel nye slipte.
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2 He droue me forth, and led me: yee into darcknesse, but not in to light.
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6 Oh delyuer me fro my persecuters, for they are to stronge for me:
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16 Where as I neuertheles ledinge the flock in thy wayes, haue compelled none by violence. For I neuer desyred eny mas deeth, this knowest thou well. My wordes also were right before the.