Lamentations 3:8
Also when I cry and showte, hee shutteth out my prayer.
Also when I cry and showte, hee shutteth out my prayer.
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9 He hath stopped vp my wayes with hewen stone, and turned away my paths.
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.
6 Know nowe, that God hath ouerthrowen me, and hath compassed me with his net.
7 Beholde, I crie out of violence, but I haue none answere: I crie, but there is no iudgement.
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.
11 He hath stopped my wayes, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
8 Thou hast put away mine acquaintance farre from me, and made mee to be abhorred of them: I am shut vp, and cannot get foorth.
9 Mine eye is sorowfull through mine affliction: Lorde, I call dayly vpon thee: I stretch out mine hands vnto thee.
19 He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like ashes and dust.
20 Whe I cry vnto thee, thou doest not heare me, neither regardest me, when I stand vp.
22 Though I said in mine haste, I am cast out of thy sight, yet thou heardest the voyce of my prayer, when I cryed vnto thee.
8 Then cried I vnto thee, O Lord, and praied to my Lord.
56 Thou hast heard my voyce: stoppe not thine eare from my sigh and from my cry.
1 A Psalme of Dauid. O Lord, I call vpon thee: haste thee vnto me: heare my voyce, when I cry vnto thee.
1 A prayer of the afflicted, when hee shall be in distresse, and poure foorth his meditation before the Lorde. O Lorde, heare my prayer, and let my crye come vnto thee.
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.
1 For the excellent musitian Ieduthun. A Psalme committed to Asaph. My voyce came to God, when I cryed: my voyce came to God, and he heard me.
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.
1 A Psalme of Dauid. Vnto thee, O Lord, doe I crie: O my strength, be not deafe toward mee, lest, if thou answere me not, I be like them that goe downe into the pit.
2 Heare the voyce of my petitions, when I crie vnto thee, when I holde vp mine handes towarde thine holy Oracle.
2 O my God, I crie by day, but thou hearest not, and by night, but haue no audience.
53 They haue shut vp my life in the dungeon, and cast a stone vpon me.
9 Will God heare his cry, when trouble commeth vpon him?
24 For my sighing commeth before I eate, and my roarings are powred out like the water.
10 When I stablished my commandement vpon it, and set barres and doores,
17 Euening and morning, and at noone will I pray, and make a noyse, & he wil heare my voice.
3 When I helde my tongue, my bones consumed, or when I roared all the day,
6 But in my trouble did I call vpon the Lord, and cryed vnto my God: he heard my voyce out of his Temple, and my crye did come before him, euen into his eares.
12 Heare my prayer, O Lord, & hearken vnto my cry: keepe not silence at my teares, for I am a strager with thee, and a soiourner as all my fathers.
28 I went mourning without sunne: I stood vp in the congregation and cryed.
1 To him that excelleth on Neginoth. A Psalme of Dauid. Heare my cry, O God: giue eare vnto my prayer.
18 He wil not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth me with bitternesse.
2 Let my prayer enter into thy presence: incline thine eare vnto my cry.
1 To him that excelleth on Neginoth. A Psalme of Dauid. Heare me when I call, O God of my righteousnes: thou hast set me at libertie, when I was in distresse: haue mercie vpon me & hearken vnto my prayer.
20 My friends speake eloquently against me: but mine eye powreth out teares vnto God.
1 A song of degrees. I called vnto the Lorde in my trouble, and hee heard me.
16 He hath also broken my teeth with stones, and hath couered me with ashes.
9 I wil say vnto God, which is my rocke, Why hast thou forgotten mee? why goe I mourning, when the enemie oppresseth me?
11 Therefore I will not spare my mouth, but will speake in the trouble of my spirite, and muse in the bitternesse of my minde.
11 He hath put my feete in the stockes, and looketh narrowly vnto all my paths.
9 The Lord hath heard my petition: the Lord will receiue my prayer.
13 But vnto thee haue I cryed, O Lorde, and early shall my prayer come before thee.
14 Lorde, why doest thou reiect my soule, and hidest thy face from me?
17 For I am not cut off in darknesse, but he hath hid the darkenesse from my face.
19 But God hath heard me, & considered the voyce of my prayer.
44 Thou hast couered thy selfe with a cloude, that our prayer should not passe through.