Lamentations 3:11
He hath stopped my wayes, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
He hath stopped my wayes, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
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2 He hath ledde mee, and brought me into darkenes, but not to light.
3 Surely he is turned against me: he turneth his hand against me all the day.
4 My flesh and my skinne hath he caused to waxe olde, and he hath broken my bones.
5 He hath builded against me, and compassed me with gall, and labour.
6 He hath set me in darke places, as they that be dead for euer.
7 He hath hedged about mee, that I cannot get out: he hath made my chaines heauy.
8 Also when I cry and showte, hee shutteth out my prayer.
9 He hath stopped vp my wayes with hewen stone, and turned away my paths.
10 He was vnto me as a beare lying in waite, and as a Lion in secret places.
12 He hath bent his bow & made me a marke for the arrow.
13 Hee caused the arrowes of his quiuer to enter into my reines.
9 His wrath hath torne me, and hee hateth me, and gnasheth vpon mee with his teeth: mine enemie hath sharpened his eyes against me.
10 They haue opened their mouthes vpon me, and smitten me on the cheeke in reproch; they gather themselues together against me.
11 God hath deliuered me to the vniust, and hath made mee to turne out of the way by the hands of the wicked.
12 I 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.
13 His archers compasse mee rounde about: he cutteth my reines, and doth not spare, & powreth my gall vpon the ground.
14 He hath broken me with one breaking vpon another, and runneth vpon me like a gyant.
13 From 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.
14 The yoke of my transgressions is bounde vpon his hand: they are wrapped, and come vp vpon my necke: hee hath made my strength to fall: the Lord hath deliuered me into their hands, neither am I able to rise vp.
8 Hee hath hedged vp my way that I cannot passe, and he hath set darkenesse in my paths.
9 Hee hath spoyled mee of mine honour, and taken the crowne away from mine head.
10 He hath destroyed mee on euery side and I am gone: and he hath remoued mine hope like a tree.
11 And he hath kindled his wrath against me, and counteth mee as one of his enemies.
15 He hath filled me with bitternes, & made me drunken with wormewood.
16 He hath also broken my teeth with stones, and hath couered me with ashes.
17 Thus my soule was farre off from peace: I forgate prosperitie,
7 But now hee maketh mee wearie: O God, thou hast made all my congregation desolate,
3 For 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:
4 And my spirit was in perplexitie in me, and mine heart within me was amased.
11 Because that God hath loosed my corde and humbled mee, they haue loosed the bridle before me.
12 The youth rise vp at my right hand: they haue pusht my feete, and haue trode on me as on the paths of their destruction.
13 They haue destroyed my paths: they tooke pleasure at my calamitie, they had none helpe.
14 They came as a great breach of waters, & vnder this calamitie they come on heapes.
10 Lo, he hath found occasions against me, and counted me for his enemie.
11 He hath put my feete in the stockes, and looketh narrowly vnto all my paths.
13 He hath remooued my brethre farre from me, and also mine acquaintance were strangers vnto me.
19 He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like ashes and dust.
7 He maketh my vine waste, & pilleth off the barke of my figge tree: he maketh it bare, and casteth it downe: ye branches therof are made white.
53 They haue shut vp my life in the dungeon, and cast a stone vpon me.
2 Least he deuoure my soule like a lion, and teare it in pieces, while there is none to helpe.
3 Though my spirit was in perplexitie in me, yet thou knewest my path: in the way wherein I walked, haue they priuily layde a snare for me.
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.
6 Know nowe, that God hath ouerthrowen me, and hath compassed me with his net.
11 Saying, God hath forsaken him: pursue and take him, for there is none to deliuer him.
13 They gape vpon me with their mouthes, as a ramping and roaring lyon.
14 I 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.
15 My strength is dryed vp like a potsheard, and my tongue cleaueth to my iawes, and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
6 Hee hath also made mee a byword of the people, and I am as a Tabret before them.
17 For he destroyeth mee with a tempest, and woundeth me without cause.
19 But 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.