Lamentations 3:7
He has walled me about, that I can't go forth; he has made my chain heavy.
He has walled me about, that I can't go forth; he has made my chain heavy.
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8 Yes, when I cry, and call for help, he shuts out my prayer.
9 He has walled up my ways with cut stone; he has made my paths crooked.
10 He is to me as a bear lying in wait, as a lion in secret places.
11 He has turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces; he has made me desolate.
12 He has bent his bow, and set me as a mark for the arrow.
1 I am the man that has seen affliction by the rod of his wrath.
2 He has led me and caused me to walk in darkness, and not in light.
3 Surely against me he turns his hand again and again all the day.
4 My flesh and my skin has he made old; he has broken my bones.
5 He has built against me, and surrounded me with gall and travail.
6 He has made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.
6 know now that God has subverted me, and has surrounded me with his net.
7 "Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard. I cry for help, but there is no justice.
8 He has walled up my way so that I can't pass, and has set darkness in my paths.
9 He has stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head.
10 He has broken me down on every side, and I am gone. My hope he has plucked up like a tree.
11 He has also kindled his wrath against me. He counts me among his adversaries.
53 They have cut off my life in the dungeon, and have cast a stone on me.
13 From on high has he sent fire into my bones, and it prevails against them; He has spread a net for my feet, he has turned me back: He has made me desolate and faint all the day.
14 The yoke of my transgressions is bound by his hand; They are knit together, they are come up on my neck; he has made my strength to fail: The Lord has delivered me into their hands, against whom I am not able to stand.
11 He puts my feet in the stocks. He marks all my paths.'
11 For he has untied his cord, and afflicted me; and they have thrown off restraint before me.
3 For the enemy pursues my soul. He has struck my life down to the ground. He has made me live in dark places, as those who have been long dead.
4 Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.
23 Why is light given to a man whose way is hidden, whom God has hedged in?
6 The cords of Sheol were around me. The snares of death caught me.
11 God delivers me to the ungodly, and casts me into the hands of the wicked.
12 I was at ease, and he broke me apart. Yes, he has taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces. He has also set me up for his target.
13 His archers surround me. He splits my kidneys apart, and does not spare. He pours out my gall on the ground.
14 He breaks me with breach on breach. He runs on me like a giant.
18 By great force is my garment disfigured. It binds me about as the collar of my coat.
19 He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.
3 For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas, therefore have my words been rash.
10 marked out for it my bound, set bars and doors,
5 The cords of Sheol were around me. The snares of death came on me.
3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, you knew my path. In the way in which I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.
3 The cords of death surrounded me, the pains of Sheol got a hold of me. I found trouble and sorrow.
18 He will not allow me to catch my breath, but fills me with bitterness.
8 You have taken my friends from me. You have made me an abomination to them. I am confined, and I can't escape.
7 But now, God, you have surely worn me out. You have made desolate all my company.
15 He has filled me with bitterness, he has sated me with wormwood.
16 He has also broken my teeth with gravel stones; he has covered me with ashes.
5 The waters surrounded me, even to the soul. The deep was around me. The weeds were wrapped around my head.
3 so am I made to possess months of misery, wearisome nights are appointed to me.
17 Because I was not cut off before the darkness, neither did he cover the thick darkness from my face.
7 The steps of his strength shall be shortened. His own counsel shall cast him down.
5 The proud have hidden a snare for me, they have spread the cords of a net by the path. They have set traps for me. Selah.
12 Am I a sea, or a sea monster, that you put a guard over me?
8 If they are bound in fetters, and are taken in the cords of afflictions,
13 Isn't it that I have no help in me, That wisdom is driven quite from me?