Isaiah 38:15
What 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.
What 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.
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1My soule is cut off though I liue: I wil leaue my complaint vpon my selfe, & wil speake in the bitternesse of my soule.
11Therefore I will not spare my mouth, but will speake in the trouble of my spirite, and muse in the bitternesse of my minde.
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.
11I said, I shall not see the Lord, euen the Lord in the land of the liuing: I shall see man no more among the inhabitants of the world.
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.
13I rekoned to the morning: but he brake all my bones, like a lion: from day to night wilt thou make an ende of me.
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.
16O Lord, to them that ouerliue them, and to all that are in them, the life of my spirite shalbe knowen, that thou causedst me to sleepe and hast giuen life to me.
17Beholde, for felicitie I had bitter griefe, but it was thy pleasure to deliuer my soule from the pit of corruption: for thou hast cast all my sinnes behinde thy backe.
6I am bowed, and crooked very sore: I goe mourning all the day.
17Surely I am ready to halte, and my sorow is euer before me.
18When I declare my paine, and am sory for my sinne,
9Haue mercie vpon mee, O Lorde: for I am in trouble: mine eye, my soule and my bellie are consumed with griefe.
10For my life is wasted with heauinesse, and my yeeres with mourning: my strength faileth for my paine, and my bones are consumed.
18I would haue comforted my selfe against sorowe, but mine heart is heauie in me.
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.
12Haue ye no regarde, all yee that passe by this way? behold, and see, if there be any sorowe like vnto my sorowe, which is done vnto mee, wherewith the Lord hath afflicted me in the day of his fierce wrath.
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.
8I am weakened and sore broken: I roare for the very griefe of mine heart.
2I was dumme & spake nothing: I kept silece euen from good, and my sorow was more stirred.
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.
19Wo is me for my destruction, and my grieuous plague: but I thought, Yet it is my sorow, and I will beare it.
21They haue heard that I mourne, but there is none to comfort mee: all mine enemies haue heard of my trouble, and are glad, that thou hast done it: thou wilt bring the day, that thou hast pronounced, and they shalbe like vnto me.
22Let al their wickednes come before thee: do vnto them, as thou hast done vnto me, for all my transgressions: for my sighes are many, & mine heart is heauy.
14For dayly haue I bene punished, and chastened euery morning.
15If I say, I will iudge thus, beholde the generation of thy children: I haue trespassed.
19Who is he, that will pleade with me? for if I nowe holde my tongue, I dye.
18He wil not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth me with bitternesse.
1I am the man, that hath seene affliction in the rod of his indignation.
2He hath ledde mee, and brought me into darkenes, but not to light.
2How long shall I take counsell within my selfe, hauing wearinesse dayly in mine heart? how long shall mine enemie be exalted aboue me?
20I haue sinned, what shal I do vnto thee? O thou preseruer of me, why hast thou set me as a marke against thee, so that I am a burden vnto my selfe?
27If I say, I wil forget my complaynt, I will cease from my wrath, and comfort mee,
21Certainely mine heart was vexed, and I was pricked in my reines:
7Mine eye therefore is dimme for griefe, and all my strength is like a shadowe.
20Are not my dayes fewe? let him cease, and leaue off from me, that I may take a litle comfort,
6Though I speake, my sorow can not be asswaged: though I cease, what release haue I?
10Then should I yet haue comfort, (though I burne with sorowe, let him not spare) because I haue not denyed the wordes of the Holy one.
16Therefore my soule is nowe powred out vpon me, and the dayes of affliction haue taken holde on me.
15I haue sowed a sackcloth vpon my skinne, and haue abased mine horne vnto the dust.
3When I helde my tongue, my bones consumed, or when I roared all the day,
11He hath stopped my wayes, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
10Take thy plague away from mee: for I am consumed by the stroke of thine hand.
15Therefore my soule chuseth rather to be strangled and to die, then to be in my bones.
15He hath filled me with bitternes, & made me drunken with wormewood.
3Thou diddest say, Wo is me nowe: for the Lord hath laied sorrow vnto my sorrowe: I fainted in my mourning, and I can finde no rest.
4Mine heart trembleth within mee, and the terrours of death are fallen vpon me.
20My soule hath them in remembrance, and is humbled in me.