Lamentations 4:20
The breath of our nostrels, the Anoynted of the Lord was taken in their nets, of whome we sayde, Vnder his shadowe we shalbe preserued aliue among the heathen.
The breath of our nostrels, the Anoynted of the Lord was taken in their nets, of whome we sayde, Vnder his shadowe we shalbe preserued aliue among the heathen.
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17Whiles we waited for our vaine helpe, our eyes failed: for in our waiting we looked for a nation that could not saue vs.
18They hunt our steppes that we cannot goe in our streetes: our ende is neere, our dayes are fulfilled, for our ende is come.
19Our persecuters are swifter then the egles of the heauen: they pursued vs vpon the mountaines, and layed waite for vs in the wildernes.
19Albeit thou hast smitten vs downe into the place of dragons, and couered vs with the shadow of death.
12We wil swallow them vp aliue like a graue euen whole, as those that goe downe into the pit:
28And his spirit is as a riuer that ouerfloweth vp to the necke: it deuideth asunder, to fanne the nations with the fanne of vanitie, and there shall be a bridle to cause them to erre in the chawes of the people.
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:
4Howe long shall the lande mourne, and the herbes of euery fielde wither, for the wickednesse of them that dwell therein? the beastes are consumed and the birdes, because they sayd, He wil not see our last ende.
4Wee are a reproche to our neighbours, euen a scorne and derision vnto them that are round about vs.
23Vp, why sleepest thou, O Lord? awake, be not farre off for euer.
24Wherefore hidest thou thy face? and forgettest our miserie and our affliction?
25For our soule is beaten downe vnto the dust: our belly cleaueth vnto the ground.
19But thou art cast out of thy graue like an abominable branch: like the raiment of those that are slaine, and thrust thorowe with a sword, which goe downe to the stones of the pit, as a carkeise troden vnder feete.
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.
3Wherefore are wee counted as beastes, and are vile in your sight?
8Then the nations set against him on euery side of the countreys, and laide their nets for him: so he was taken in their pit.
45Thou hast made vs as the ofscouring and refuse in the middes of the people.
5Then let the enemie persecute my soule and take it: yea, let him treade my life downe vpon the earth, and lay mine honour in the dust. Selah.
7Our bones lye scattered at the graues mouth, as he that heweth wood or diggeth in the earth.
17They also went downe to hell with him vnto them that be slaine with the sworde, and his arme, and they that dwelt vnder his shadowe in the middes of the heathen.
3Yet so long as my breath is in me, and the Spirit of God in my nostrels,
22Cease you from the man whose breath is in his nostrels: for wherein is he to be esteemed?
3They had then swallowed vs vp quicke, when their wrath was kindled against vs.
11They haue compassed vs now in our steps: they haue set their eyes to bring downe to the ground:
51For thine enemies haue reproched thee, O Lorde, because they haue reproched the footesteps of thine Anointed.
6Praysed be the Lord, which hath not giuen vs as a praye vnto their teeth.
7Our soule is escaped, euen as a bird out of the snare of the foulers: the snare is broken, and we are deliuered.
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.
2And hee hath made my mouth like a sharpe sworde: vnder the shadowe of his hande hath he hid mee, and made me a chosen shafte, and hid me in his quiuer,
1My breath is corrupt: my dayes are cut off, & the graue is readie for me.
5Our neckes are vnder persecution: we are wearie, and haue no rest.
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.
10For I had heard the railing of many, and feare on euery side. Declare, said they, and wee wil declare it: all my familiars watched for mine halting, saying, It may be that he is deceiued: so we shall preuaile against him, and we shal execute our vengeance vpon him.
20Surely our substance is hid: but the fire hath deuoured the remnant of them.
14Thou didest strike thorowe with his owne staues the heades of his villages: they came out as a whirle winde to scatter me: their reioycing was as to deuoure the poore secretly.
14The captiue hasteneth to be loosed, and that hee should not die in the pitte, nor that his bread should faile.
4Our soule is filled too full of ye mocking of the wealthy, & of the despitefulnes of the proude.
13Thou makest vs a reproche to our neighbours, a iest and a laughing stocke to them that are round about vs.
14Thou makest vs a prouerbe among the nations, & a nodding of the head among the people.
17Therefore our heart is heauy for these things, our eyes are dimme,
5Woe is to me that I remaine in Meschech, and dwell in the tentes of Kedar.
26For they persecute him, whome thou hast smitten: and they adde vnto the sorrowe of them, whome thou hast wounded.
47Feare, and a snare is come vpon vs with desolation and destruction.
17Let the Priestes, the ministers of the Lord weepe betweene the porch and the altar, and let them say, Spare thy people, O Lord, and giue not thine heritage into reproche that the heathen should rule ouer them. Wherefore should they say among the people, Where is their God?
15Because ye haue said, We haue made a couenant with death, and with hell are we at agreement: though a scourge runne ouer, and passe through, it shal not come at vs: for we haue made falshood our refuge, & vnder vanitie are we hid,
15For we are stragers before thee, & soiourners, like all our fathers: our dayes are like ye shadowe vpon the earth, & there is none abiding.
11We roare all like beares, and mourne like dooues: wee looke for equitie, but there is none: for health, but it is farre from vs.
21Reioyce and be glad, O daughter Edom, that dwellest in the lande of Vz, the cuppe also shal passe through vnto thee: thou shalt be drunken and vomit.
9With the blast of God they perish, and with the breath of his nostrels are they cosumed.
22So his soule draweth to the graue, and his life to the buriers.