Psalms 42:3

Coverdale Bible (1535)

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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Referenced Verses

  • Ps 79:10 : 10 Wherfore shall ye Heithe saye: where is now their God?
  • Ps 80:5 : 5 Thou hast fed the with the bred of teares, yee thou hast geuen the pleteousnes of teares to drynke.
  • Ps 102:9 : 9 I eate ashes with my bred, and mengle my drynke with wepynge.
  • Ps 115:2 : 2 Wherfore shal the Heithen saye: where is now their God?
  • Ps 42:10 : 10 daylie sayenge vnto me: where is now thy God?
  • 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.
  • Ps 79:12 : 12 O let the soroufull sighinge of the presoners come before the, and acordinge vnto ye power of thine arme, preserue those yt are appoynted to dye.
  • 2 Sam 16:12 : 12 peraduenture the LORDE shall consydre my aduersyte, and recompence me good for his cursynge this daye.
  • Ps 3:2 : 2 Yee many one there be that saye off my soule: there is no helpe for him in God.
  • Ps 22:8 : 8 He trusted in God, let him delyuer him: let him helpe hi, yf he wil haue him.

Similar Verses (AI)

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  • Ps 42:4-11
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    83%

    4Why art thou so full of heuynes (o my soule) & why art thou so vnquiete within me?

    5O put thy trust in God, for I wil yet geue him thankes, for the helpe of his countenauce.

    6My God, my soule is vexed within me: therfore I remebre the londe of Iordane, & the litle hill of Hermonim. One depe calleth another wt the voyce of thy whystles, all thy wawes & water floudes are gone ouer me.

    7The LORDE hath promised his louynge kyndnesse daylie, therfore wil I prayse him in the night season, and make my prayer vnto ye God of my life.

    8I wil saye vnto God my stony rock: why hast thou forgotten me? why go I thus heuely, whyle the enemie oppresseth me?

    9Whyle my bones are broken, & whyle myne enemies cast me in the tethe,

    10daylie sayenge vnto me: where is now thy God?

    11Why 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.

  • Ps 42:1-2
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    81%

    1Like 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?

    2My teares are my meate daye and night, whyle it is daylie sayde vnto me: where is now thy God?

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

  • 3I am weery of crienge, my throte is drye, my sight fayleth me, for waytinge so longe vpon my God.

  • Ps 22:1-2
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    1My God, my God: why hast thou forsaken me? ye wordes of my coplaynte are farre fro my health.

    2O my God, I crie in the daye tyme, but thou hearest not: and in the night season also I take no rest.

  • 9I eate ashes with my bred, and mengle my drynke with wepynge.

  • 2For thou (o God) art my stregth: why hast thou shot me from the? Why go I then so heuely, whyle the enemie oppresseth me?

  • 2In 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.

  • 20My frendes laugh me to scorne, but myne eye poureth out teares vnto God.

  • 5Thou hast fed the with the bred of teares, yee thou hast geuen the pleteousnes of teares to drynke.

  • 12Sela. Heare my prayer o LORDE, and considre my callinge: shewe not thy self as though thou sawest not my teares. For I am a straunger and pilgrymme with the, as all my forefathers were.

  • Ps 13:1-2
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    75%

    1How longe wilt thou forget me, o LORDE? for euer? how longe wilt thou hyde thy face fro me?

    2Oh 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?

  • Ps 143:3-4
    2 verses
    74%

    3For 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.

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

  • Ps 6:6-7
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    6I am weery of gronynge: Euery night wasshe I my bedde, & water my couche with my teares.

    7My coutenauce is chaunged for very inwarde grefe, I cosume awaye, I haue so many enemies.

  • 8Thou tellest my flittinges, thou puttest my teares in thy botell, and nombrest them.

  • 82Myne eyes loge sore for thy worde, sayege: Oh when wilt thou coforte me?

  • Ps 31:9-10
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    73%

    9Thou hast not delyuered me ouer in to the hodes of the enemie, but hast set my fete in a large rowme.

    10Haue mercy vpon me, O LORDE, for I am in trouble, myne eye is consumed for very heuynesse, yee my soule and my body.

  • 16Therfore 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.

  • Lam 1:21-22
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    73%

    21They 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.

    22From 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 32:3-4
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    73%

    3For whyle I helde my tonge, my bones consumed awaye thorow my daylie complaynynges.

    4And because thy hande was so heuy vpon me both daye and night, my moysture was like the drouth in Sommer. Sela.

  • 1O Lorde God my Sauyor, I crie daye & night before the: Oh let my prayer entre in to thy presence, encline thine eare vnto my callynge.

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

  • 20Thou knowest my reprofe, my shame & my dishonor: my aduersaries are all in thy sight.

  • Lam 1:12-13
    2 verses
    72%

    12O ye all that go fore by, beholde and se, yf there be eny sorowe like vnto myne, wherwith the LORDE hath troubled me, in the daye of his fearefull wrath.

    13From 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.

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

  • 4My hert is smytte downe and wythered like grasse, so that I forget to eate my bred.

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

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

  • 28Mekely & lowly came I in, yee & without eny displeasure: I stode vp in ye cogregacion, & commoned with the

  • 9LORDE, thou knowest all my desyre, & my gronynge is not hyd from the.

  • Ps 22:14-15
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    72%

    14I 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.

    15My strength is dried vp like a potsherde, my tunge cleueth to my goomes, and thou hast brought me in to the dust of death.

  • 49Myne eyes runne, and can not ceasse, for there is no rest.

  • 9My sight fayleth for very trouble: LORDE, I call daylie vpo the, and stretch out my hondes vnto the.