Lamentations 3:17
And thou hast removed my soul far off from peace: I forgat prosperity.
And thou hast removed my soul far off from peace: I forgat prosperity.
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15 He hath filled me with bitterness, he hath made me drunken with wormwood.
16 He hath also broken my teeth with gravel stones, he hath covered me with ashes.
18 And I said, My strength and my hope is perished from the LORD:
19 Remembering mine affliction and my misery, the wormwood and the gall.
20 My soul hath [them] still in remembrance, and is humbled in me.
21 ¶ This I recall to my mind, therefore have I hope.
17 Behold, for peace I had great bitterness: but thou hast in love to my soul [delivered it] from the pit of corruption: for thou hast cast all my sins behind thy back.
11 He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
3 For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.
4 Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
13 He hath put my brethren far from me, and mine acquaintance are verily estranged from me.
14 My kinsfolk have failed, and my familiar friends have forgotten me.
13 From above hath he sent fire into my bones, and it prevaileth against them: he hath spread a net for my feet, he hath turned me back: he hath made me desolate [and] faint all the day.
16 Because thou shalt forget [thy] misery, [and] remember [it] as waters [that] pass away:
19 He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
4 My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
5 He hath builded against me, and compassed [me] with gall and travail.
6 He hath set me in dark places, as [they that be] dead of old.
27 If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will leave off my heaviness, and comfort [myself]:
9 He hath stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown [from] my head.
10 He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he removed like a tree.
7 But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.
9 I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
12 I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.
1 ¶ To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. How long wilt thou forget me, O LORD? for ever? how long wilt thou hide thy face from me?
10 For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
10 Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
4 My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread.
12 I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder: he hath also taken [me] by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark.
14 LORD, why castest thou off my soul? [why] hidest thou thy face from me?
2 For thou [art] the God of my strength: why dost thou cast me off? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
10 Because of thine indignation and thy wrath: for thou hast lifted me up, and cast me down.
22 For I said in my haste, I am cut off from before thine eyes: nevertheless thou heardest the voice of my supplications when I cried unto thee.
13 [Is] not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?
20 Wherefore dost thou forget us for ever, [and] forsake us so long time?
6 My soul hath long dwelt with him that hateth peace.
53 They have cut off my life in the dungeon, and cast a stone upon me.
15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
9 Hath God forgotten to be gracious? hath he in anger shut up his tender mercies? Selah.
9 He hath inclosed my ways with hewn stone, he hath made my paths crooked.
13 O that thou wouldest hide me in the grave, that thou wouldest keep me secret, until thy wrath be past, that thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me!
15 ¶ Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.
16 And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
7 I will be glad and rejoice in thy mercy: for thou hast considered my trouble; thou hast known my soul in adversities;
11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, [even] the thoughts of my heart.
8 Thou hast put away mine acquaintance far from me; thou hast made me an abomination unto them: [I am] shut up, and I cannot come forth.
18 [When] I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart [is] faint in me.
2 He hath led me, and brought [me into] darkness, but not [into] light.
3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they privily laid a snare for me.
11 He hath said in his heart, God hath forgotten: he hideth his face; he will never see [it].