Isaiah 38:13
I rekoned to the morning: but he brake all my bones, like a lion: from day to night wilt thou make an ende of me.
I rekoned to the morning: but he brake all my bones, like a lion: from day to night wilt thou make an ende of me.
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12Mine habitation is departed, and is remoued from me, like a shepheards tent: I haue cut off like a weauer my life: he will cut me off from the height: from day to night, thou wilt make an ende of me.
16Therefore my soule is nowe powred out vpon me, and the dayes of affliction haue taken holde on me.
17It pearceth my bones in the night, and my sinewes take no rest.
3Surely he is turned against me: he turneth his hand against me all the day.
4My flesh and my skinne hath he caused to waxe olde, and he hath broken my bones.
10He was vnto me as a beare lying in waite, and as a Lion in secret places.
11He hath stopped my wayes, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
13They gape vpon me with their mouthes, as a ramping and roaring lyon.
14I am like water powred out, and all my bones are out of ioynt: mine heart is like waxe: it is molten in the middes of my bowels.
15My strength is dryed vp like a potsheard, and my tongue cleaueth to my iawes, and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
13From aboue hath hee sent fire into my bones, which preuaile against them: he hath spred a net for my feete, and turned me backe: hee hath made me desolate, and daily in heauinesse.
3When I helde my tongue, my bones consumed, or when I roared all the day,
12I was in welth, but he hath brought me to nought: he hath taken me by the necke, and beaten me, and set me as a marke for himselfe.
13His archers compasse mee rounde about: he cutteth my reines, and doth not spare, & powreth my gall vpon the ground.
14He hath broken me with one breaking vpon another, and runneth vpon me like a gyant.
14Like a crane or a swallow, so did I chatter: I did mourne as a doue: mine eies were lift vp on high: O Lord, it hath oppressed me, comfort me.
15What shall I say? for he hath said it to me, and he hath done it: I shall walke weakely all my yeeres in the bitternesse of my soule.
8I am weakened and sore broken: I roare for the very griefe of mine heart.
2Least he deuoure my soule like a lion, and teare it in pieces, while there is none to helpe.
4If I layed me downe, I sayde, When shall I arise? and measuring the euening I am euen full with tossing to and fro vnto the dawning of the day.
10For my life is wasted with heauinesse, and my yeeres with mourning: my strength faileth for my paine, and my bones are consumed.
10I saide in the cutting off of my dayes, I shall goe to the gates of the graue: I am depriued of the residue of my yeeres.
17Euening and morning, and at noone will I pray, and make a noyse, & he wil heare my voice.
40I was in the day consumed with heate, and with frost in the night, and my sleepe departed from mine eyes.
3For the enemie hath persecuted my soule: he hath smitten my life downe to the earth: he hath layde me in the darkenes, as they that haue bene dead long agoe:
4And my spirit was in perplexitie in me, and mine heart within me was amased.
2How long shall I take counsell within my selfe, hauing wearinesse dayly in mine heart? how long shall mine enemie be exalted aboue me?
19But I was like a lambe, or a bullocke, that is brought to the slaughter, and I knewe not that they had deuised thus against me, saying, Let vs destroy the tree with the fruite thereof, and cut him out of the lande of the liuing, that his name may be no more in memory.
17I may tell all my bones: yet they beholde, and looke vpon me.
7But now hee maketh mee wearie: O God, thou hast made all my congregation desolate,
8And hast made me full of wrinkles which is a witnesse thereof, and my leannes ryseth vp in me, testifying the same in my face.
9His wrath hath torne me, and hee hateth me, and gnasheth vpon mee with his teeth: mine enemie hath sharpened his eyes against me.
11My dayes are past, mine enterprises are broken, and the thoughts of mine heart
14Wherefore doe I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my soule in mine hande?
15Loe, though he slay me, yet will I trust in him, and I will reprooue my wayes in his sight.
5For the voyce of my groning my bones doe cleaue to my skinne.
17Lord, how long wilt thou beholde this? deliuer my soule from their tumult, euen my desolate soule from the lions.
14For dayly haue I bene punished, and chastened euery morning.
11My dayes are like a shadowe that fadeth, and I am withered like grasse.
28Such one consumeth like a rotten thing, and as a garment that is motheaten.
6I am bowed, and crooked very sore: I goe mourning all the day.
13Stay thine anger from me, that I may recouer my strength, before I go hence and be not.
19He is also striken with sorow vpon his bed, and the griefe of his bones is sore,
2O my God, I crie by day, but thou hearest not, and by night, but haue no audience.
13Though I hope, yet the graue shall bee mine house, and I shal make my bed in the darke.
10Mine heart panteth: my strength faileth me, and the light of mine eyes, euen they are not mine owne.
23He abated my strength in the way, and shortened my dayes.
4My soule is among lions: I lie among the children of men, that are set on fire: whose teeth are speares and arrowes, & their tongue a sharpe sworde.
10Take thy plague away from mee: for I am consumed by the stroke of thine hand.
16He hath also broken my teeth with stones, and hath couered me with ashes.