Psalms 42:10
daylie sayenge vnto me: where is now thy God?
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Referenced Verses
- Ps 42:3 : 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.
- Joel 2:17 : 17 Let the prestes serue the LORDE betwixte the porch & ye aulter, wepinge & sayenge: be fauourable (o LORDE) be fauourable vnto thy people: let not thine heretage be brought to soch confucion, lest the Heithen be lordes therof. Wherfore shulde they saye amonge the Heithen: where is now their God?
- Mic 7:10 : 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.
- Luke 2:35 : 35 And the swerde shal pearse thy soule, that the thoughtes of many hertes maye be opened.
- Prov 12:18 : 18 A slaunderous personne pricketh like a swerde, but a wyse mans tonge is wholsome.
Similar Verses (AI)
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- Ps 42:8-92 verses85%
8 I wil saye vnto God my stony rock: why hast thou forgotten me? why go I thus heuely, whyle the enemie oppresseth me?
9 Whyle my bones are broken, & whyle myne enemies cast me in the tethe,
- Ps 42:2-32 verses83%
2 My teares are my meate daye and night, whyle it is daylie sayde vnto me: where is now thy God?
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 Why art thou so heuy (o my soule) & why art thou so disquieted within me? O put thy trust in God, for I wil yet thanke him for the helpe of his countenaunce, and because he is my God.
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2 For thou (o God) art my stregth: why hast thou shot me from the? Why go I then so heuely, whyle the enemie oppresseth me?
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2 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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8 Myne enemies reuyle me all the daye longe, they laugh me to scorne, and are sworne together against me.
- Lam 1:21-222 verses76%
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.
- Ps 71:10-112 verses76%
10 Go not farre fro me, o God: my God, haist the to helpe me.
11 Let them be cofounded & perish, that are agaynst my soule: let the be couered with shame & dishonoure, that seke to do me euell.
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10 We se oure tokens nomore, there is not one prophet more, no not one that vnderstondeth enymore.
- Job 16:9-102 verses75%
9 He is angrie at me, he hateth me, and gnassheth vpon me with his teth. Myne enemy skouleth vpon me with his eyes.
10 They haue opened their mouthes wyde vpon me, and smytten me vpon the cheke despitefully, they haue eased the selues thorow myne aduersite.
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2 Myne enemies treade me daylie vnder their fete, for they be many, yt proudly fight agaynst me.
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5 They vexe me daylie in my wordes: all yt they ymagin, is to do me euell.
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5 O put thy trust in God, for I wil yet geue him thankes, for the helpe of his countenauce.
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5 Myne enemies speake euell vpo me: whan shal he dye, and his name perishe?
- Ps 31:10-112 verses75%
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.
11 My life is waxen olde with heuynesse, and my yeares wt mournynge.
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5 Why art thou so heuy (o my soule) & why art thou so disquieted within me? O put thy trust in God, for I wil yet geue him thakes for ye helpe of his countenauce, and because he is my God.
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24 Wherfore hydest thou thy face, and holdest me for thine enemye?
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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.
- Lam 3:3-42 verses74%
3 Agaynst me only he turneth his honde, & layeth it euer vpon me.
4 My flesh & my skynne hath he made olde, and my bones hath he brussed.
- Ps 143:3-42 verses74%
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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3 My herte is heuy within me, and the feare of death is fallen vpon me.
- Jer 20:10-112 verses73%
10 For why, I herde so many derisios and blasphemies, yee euen of myne owne companyons, and off soch as were conuersaunte with me: which wente aboute, to make me afrayed sayenge: vpon him, let vs go vpon him, to feare him, and make him holde his tonge: yt we maye ouercome him, and be avenged off him.
11 But the LORDE stode by me, like a mightie giaunte: therfore my persecuters fell, and coude do nothinge. They shal be sore confouded, for they haue done vnwisely, they shall haue an euerlastinge shame.
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2 and will saye vnto God: O do not condemne me, but shewe me the cause, wherfore thou iudgest me on this maner.
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1 My God, my God: why hast thou forsaken me? ye wordes of my coplaynte are farre fro my health.
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14 I am clene forgotten and out of mynde, as a deed man: I am become like a broken vessell.
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2 Yee many one there be that saye off my soule: there is no helpe for him in God.
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3 Lo, ten tymes haue ye reproued me: are ye not ashamed, for to laugh me so to scorne?
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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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4 Lest myne enemie saye: I haue preuayled agaynst hi for yf I be cast downe, they that trouble me will reioyse at it.
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1 Why art thou gone so farre of, o LORDE? wilt thou hyde thyselff in tyme of trouble?
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10 But lo, he hath pyked a quarell agaynst me, & taketh me for his enemy:
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11 He hath marred my wayes, and broke me in peces, he hath layed me waist altogether.
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14 I am laughed to scorne of all my people, they make songes vpon me all ye daye loge.
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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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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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19 Considre how myne enemies are many, and beare a malicious hate agaynst me.
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8 because I haue now preached longe agaynst malicious Tyranny, and shewed them off destruccion. For ye which cause they cast the worde off the LORDE in my teth, and take me euer to the worst.
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22 Seynge God persecuteth me, wil ye vexe me also? Haue ye not yet ynough of the trouble of my flesh?
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17 They pearsed my hondes and my fete, I might haue tolde all my bones: as for them, they stode staringe and lokinge vpon me.
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51 Remebre LORDE the rebuke that ye multitude of the people do vnto thy seruauntes, & how I haue borne it in my bosome.
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20 Thou knowest my reprofe, my shame & my dishonor: my aduersaries are all in thy sight.