Lamentations 3:6
He has made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.
He has made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.
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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.
7 He has walled me about, that I can't go forth; he has made my chain heavy.
8 Yes, when I cry, and call for help, he shuts out my prayer.
9 He has walled up my ways with hewn 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 compassed me with gall and travail.
4 I am counted among those who go down into the pit. I am like a man who has no help,
5 Set apart among the dead, Like the slain who lie in the grave, Whom you remember no more. They are cut off from your hand.
6 You have laid me in the lowest pit, In the darkest depths.
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.
13 If I look for Sheol as my house, If I have spread my couch in the darkness,
53 They have cut off my life in the dungeon, and have cast a stone on me.
21 Before I go where I shall not return from, To the land of darkness and of the shadow of death;
22 The land dark as midnight, Of the shadow of death, without any order, Where the light is as midnight.'"
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.
10 Some sat in darkness and in the shadow of death, Being bound in affliction and iron,
19 He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.
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.
17 You have removed my soul far off from peace; I forgot prosperity.
16 Or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been, As infants who never saw light.
6 The cords of Sheol were round about me; The snares of death came on me.
20 "Why is light given to him who is in misery, Life to the bitter in soul,
5 Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own. Let a cloud dwell on it. Let all that makes black the day terrify it.
17 Because I was not cut off before the darkness, Neither did he cover the thick darkness from my face.
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.
6 "But he has made me a byword of the people. They spit in my face.
3 So am I made to possess months of misery, Wearisome nights are appointed to me.
3 The cords of death surrounded me, The pains of Sheol got a hold of me. I found trouble and sorrow.
3 When his lamp shone on my head, And by his light I walked through darkness;
6 The light shall be dark in his tent, His lamp above him shall be put out.
5 The cords of Sheol were round about me; The snares of death came on me.
7 But now, God, you have surely worn me out. You have made desolate all my company.
13 "Oh that you would hide me in Sheol, That you would keep me secret, until your wrath is past, That you would appoint me a set time, and remember me!
11 He puts my feet in the stocks, He marks all my paths.'
23 Why is light given to a man whose way is hid, Whom God has hedged in?
6 They have prepared a net for my steps. My soul is bowed down. They dig a pit before me. They fall into the midst of it themselves. Selah.
15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have brought me into the dust of death.
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.
12 I am forgotten from their hearts like a dead man. I am like broken pottery.
11 He has also kindled his wrath against me. He counts me among his adversaries.