Lamentations 3:6
In dark places He hath caused me to dwell, As the dead of old.
In dark places He hath caused me to dwell, As the dead of old.
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3For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.
4And my spirit in me is become feeble, Within me is my heart become desolate.
7He hath hedged me about, and I go not out, He hath made heavy my fetter.
8Also when I call and cry out, He hath shut out my prayer.
9He hath hedged my ways with hewn work, My paths He hath made crooked.
10A bear lying in wait He `is' to me, A lion in secret hiding-places.
11My ways He is turning aside, and He pulleth me in pieces, He hath made me a desolation.
12He hath trodden His bow, And setteth me up as a mark for an arrow.
1I `am' the man `who' hath seen affliction By the rod of His wrath.
2Me He hath led, and causeth to go `in' darkness, and without light.
3Surely against me He turneth back, He turneth His hand all the day.
4He hath worn out my flesh and my skin. He hath broken my bones.
5He hath built up against me, And setteth round poverty and weariness.
4I have been reckoned with those going down `to' the pit, I have been as a man without strength.
5Among the dead -- free, As pierced ones lying in the grave, Whom Thou hast not remembered any more, Yea, they by Thy hand have been cut off.
6Thou hast put me in the lowest pit, In dark places, in depths.
8My way He hedged up, and I pass not over, And on my paths darkness He placeth.
9Mine honour from off me He hath stripped, And He turneth the crown from my head.
13If I wait -- Sheol `is' my house, In darkness I have spread out my couch.
53They have cut off in a pit my life, And they cast a stone against me.
21Before I go, and return not, Unto a land of darkness and death-shade,
22A land of obscurity as thick darkness, Death-shade -- and no order, And the shining `is' as thick darkness.'
13From above He hath sent fire into my bone, And it subdueth it, He hath spread a net for my feet, He hath turned me backward, He hath made me desolate -- all the day sick.
10Inhabitants of dark places and death-shade, Prisoners of affliction and of iron,
19Casting me into mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.
15He hath filled me with bitter things, He hath filled me `with' wormwood.
16And He breaketh with gravel my teeth, He hath covered me with ashes.
17And Thou castest off from peace my soul, I have forgotten prosperity.
16(Or as a hidden abortion I am not, As infants -- they have not seen light.)
6The cords of Sheol have surrounded me, Before me have been the snares of death.
20Why giveth He to the miserable light, and life to the bitter soul?
5Let darkness and death-shade redeem it, Let a cloud tabernacle upon it, Let them terrify it as the most bitter of days.
17For I have not been cut off before darkness, And before me He covered thick darkness.
11God shutteth me up unto the perverse, And to the hands of the wicked turneth me over.
12At ease I have been, and he breaketh me, And he hath laid hold on my neck, And he breaketh me in pieces, And he raiseth me to him for a mark.
6And he set me up for a proverb of the peoples, And a wonder before them I am.
3So I have been caused to inherit months of vanity, And nights of misery they numbered to me.
3Compassed me have cords of death, And straits of Sheol have found me, Distress and sorrow I find.
3In His causing His lamp to shine on my head, By His light I walk `through' darkness.
6The light hath been dark in his tent, And his lamp over him is extinguished.
5Cords of Sheol have surrounded me, Before me have been snares of death.
7Only, now, it hath wearied me; Thou hast desolated all my company,
13O that in Sheol Thou wouldst conceal me, Hide me till the turning of Thine anger, Set for me a limit, and remember me.
11He doth put in the stocks my feet, He doth watch all my paths.'
23To a man whose way hath been hidden, And whom God doth shut up?
6A net they have prepared for my steps, Bowed down hath my soul, They have digged before me a pit, They have fallen into its midst. Selah.
15Dried up as an earthen vessel is my power, And my tongue is cleaving to my jaws.
3When my spirit hath been feeble in me, Then Thou hast known my path; In the way `in' which I walk, They have hid a snare for me.
12I have been forgotten as dead out of mind, I have been as a perishing vessel.
11And He kindleth against me His anger, And reckoneth me to Him as His adversaries.