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