Psalms 38:10
My hert paunteth, my strength hath fayled me, & the light of myne eyes is gone fro me.
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Referenced Verses
- Ps 6:7 : 7 My coutenauce is chaunged for very inwarde grefe, I cosume awaye, I haue so many enemies.
- Ps 69:3 : 3 I am weery of crienge, my throte is drye, my sight fayleth me, for waytinge so longe vpon my God.
- Ps 88:9 : 9 My sight fayleth for very trouble: LORDE, I call daylie vpo the, and stretch out my hondes vnto the.
- Ps 119:81-83 : 81 My soule longeth for thy sauynge health, for my trust is in thy worde. 82 Myne eyes loge sore for thy worde, sayege: Oh when wilt thou coforte me? 83 For I am become like a botell in ye smoke, yet do not I forget thy statutes.
- Ps 119:123 : 123 Myne eyes are waysted awaye wt lokynge for thy health, & for ye worde of thy rightuousnesse.
- Ps 143:4-7 : 4 Therfore is my sprete vexed within me, and my herte within me is desolate. 5 Yet do I remebre the tymes past, I muse vpo all yi workes, yee I exercise my self in the workes of thy hondes. 6 I stretch forth my hondes vnto the, my soule crieth vnto the out of the thyrstie londe. 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.
- Isa 21:4 : 4 Myne herte paunted, I trembled for feare. The darcknesse made me fearfull in my mynde.
- Lam 2:11 : 11 Myne eyes begynne to fayle me thorow wepinge, my body is disquieted, my leuer is poured vpon the earth, for the greate hurte of my people, seynge the children and babes dyd swowne in the stretes of the cite.
- Lam 5:16-17 : 16 The garlande of oure heade is fallen: alas, that euer we synned so sore. 17 Therfore oure hert is full of heuynesse, & oure eyes dymme:
- Ps 31:10 : 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.
- Ps 42:1 : 1 Like as the hert desyreth the water brokes, so longeth my soule after the, o God. My soule is a thurste for God, yee eue for the lyuynge God: wha shal I come, & beholde the face of God?
- 1 Sam 14:27-29 : 27 As for Ionathas he had not herde, that his father had charged the people, and he put forth his staff that he had in his hande, and dypped the ende of it in ye hony combe, and turned his hande to his mouth, and his eyes were lighted. 28 Then answered one of the people, and sayde: Thy father hath charged the people, and sayde: Cursed be euery ma that eateth oughte this daye. Neuertheles the people were faynte. 29 Then sayde Ionathas: My father hath troubled the londe: Se how lighte myne eyes are become, because I haue taisted a litle of this hony.
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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 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.
9 LORDE, thou knowest all my desyre, & my gronynge is not hyd from the.
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82 Myne eyes loge sore for thy worde, sayege: Oh when wilt thou coforte me?
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4 Therfore is my sprete vexed within me, and my herte within me is desolate.
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18 I thought in my self: I am vndone, there is no hope for me in the LORDE.
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7 My countenaunce is heuy for very anger, & the membres of my body are become like a shadowe.
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3 For my dayes are consumed awaye like smoke, & my bones are brent vp as it were a fyre brande.
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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26 My flesh and my herte fayleth, but God is the strength of my hert, and my porcion for euer.
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22 I go hence like ye shadowe that departeth, and am dryuen awaye as ye greshoppers.
23 My knees are weake thorow fastinge, my flesh is dried vp for want of fatnesse.
24 I am become a rebuke vnto them, they loke vpo me and shake their heades.
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7 My coutenauce is chaunged for very inwarde grefe, I cosume awaye, I haue so many enemies.
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11 My louers & frendes stonde lokynge vpon my trouble, and my kynsmen are gone a farre of.
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18 Sorowe is come vpon me, and heuynes vexeth my herte:
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4 Fearfullnesse and tremblinge are come vpon me, and an horrible drede hath ouerwhelmed me.
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17 Therfore oure hert is full of heuynesse, & oure eyes dymme:
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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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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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4 Myne herte paunted, I trembled for feare. The darcknesse made me fearfull in my mynde.
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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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11 My dayes are past, my thoughtes are vanished awaye, which haue vexed myne herte,
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12 Myne age is folden vp together and taken awaye fro me, like a sheperdes cotage: my lyfe is hewen of, like as a weeuer cutteth of his webb. Whyl I was yet takinge my rest, he hewed me of, & made an ende of me in one daie.
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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.
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10 I thought I shulde haue gone to the gates of hell in my best age, and haue wanted the residue of my yeares.
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28 My soule melteth awaye for very heuynesse, o set me vp acordinge vnto thy worde.
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13 Oh spare me a litle, that I maye refresh myself, before I go hence, and be nomore sene.
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51 Myne eye breaketh my herte, because of all the doughters of my cite.
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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.
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17 I am redy to suffre trouble, and my heuynesse is euer in my sight.
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1 My breth fayleth, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes dore.
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2 My soule hath a desyre & loginge for ye courte of ye LORDE, my hert & my flesh reioyse in ye lyuynge God.
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123 Myne eyes are waysted awaye wt lokynge for thy health, & for ye worde of thy rightuousnesse.
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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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13 Am I able to helpe my self? Is not my strength gone fro 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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3 Considre, ad heare me, o LORDE my God: lighten myne eyes, that I slepe not in death.
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16 My face is swolle with wepinge, & myne eyes are waxen dymne.
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9 My sight fayleth for very trouble: LORDE, I call daylie vpo the, and stretch out my hondes vnto the.
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23 He hath brought downe my strength in my iourney, and shortened my dayes.
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11 My dayes are gone like a shadowe, and I am wythered like grasse.
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9 For myne enemies speake agaynst me, & they that laye wayte for my soule, take their councell together, sayenge: God hath forsake him, persecute him, take him, for there is none to helpe him.
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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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16 Turne the vnto me and haue mercy vpon me, for I am desolate and in misery.