Lamentations 3:16
He hath also broken my teeth with stones, and hath couered me with ashes.
He hath also broken my teeth with stones, and hath couered me with ashes.
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17Thus my soule was farre off from peace: I forgate prosperitie,
14I was a derision to all my people, and their song all the day.
15He hath filled me with bitternes, & made me drunken with wormewood.
2He hath ledde mee, and brought me into darkenes, but not to light.
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.
5He hath builded against me, and compassed me with gall, and labour.
6He hath set me in darke places, as they that be dead for euer.
7He hath hedged about mee, that I cannot get out: he hath made my chaines heauy.
19He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like ashes and dust.
9He hath stopped vp my wayes with hewen stone, and turned away my paths.
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.
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.
10They haue opened their mouthes vpon me, and smitten me on the cheeke in reproch; they gather themselues together against me.
11God hath deliuered me to the vniust, and hath made mee to turne out of the way by the hands of the wicked.
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.
15I haue sowed a sackcloth vpon my skinne, and haue abased mine horne vnto the dust.
9Surely I haue eaten asshes as bread, and mingled my drinke with weeping,
10Because of thine indignation and thy wrath: for thou hast heaued me vp, and cast me downe.
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.
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.
20My bone cleaueth to my skinne and to my flesh, and I haue escaped with the skinne of my teeth.
17For he destroyeth mee with a tempest, and woundeth me without cause.
18He wil not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth me with bitternesse.
19Remembring mine affliction, & my mourning, the wormewood and the gall.
3For my dayes are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burnt like an herthe.
4Mine heart is smitten and withereth like grasse, because I forgate to eate my bread.
5For the voyce of my groning my bones doe cleaue to my skinne.
8Hee hath hedged vp my way that I cannot passe, and he hath set darkenesse in my paths.
9Hee hath spoyled mee of mine honour, and taken the crowne away from mine head.
10He hath destroyed mee on euery side and I am gone: and he hath remoued mine hope like a tree.
11And he hath kindled his wrath against me, and counteth mee as one of his enemies.
6Hee hath also made mee a byword of the people, and I am as a Tabret before them.
53They haue shut vp my life in the dungeon, and cast a stone vpon me.
19He is also striken with sorow vpon his bed, and the griefe of his bones is sore,
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.
7He 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.
16With the false skoffers at bankets, gnashing their teeth against me.
7O Lord, arise: helpe me, my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies vpon the cheeke bone: thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
24For my sighing commeth before I eate, and my roarings are powred out like the water.
10For my life is wasted with heauinesse, and my yeeres with mourning: my strength faileth for my paine, and my bones are consumed.
2Howe long will yee vexe my soule, and torment me with wordes?
3For it woulde be nowe heauier then the sande of the sea: therefore my wordes are swallowed vp.