Verse 14

Like a crane or a swallow, so did I chatter: I did mourne as a doue: mine eies were lift vp on high: O Lord, it hath oppressed me, comfort me.

Referenced Verses

  • Isa 59:11 : 11 We roare all like beares, and mourne like dooues: wee looke for equitie, but there is none: for health, but it is farre from vs.
  • Ps 119:122-123 : 122 Answere for thy seruant in that, which is good, and let not the proude oppresse me. 123 Mine eyes haue failed in waiting for thy saluation, and for thy iust promes.
  • Job 30:29 : 29 I am a brother to the dragons, & a companion to the ostriches.
  • Ps 69:3 : 3 I am wearie of crying: my throte is drie: mine eyes faile, whiles I waite for my God.
  • Ezek 7:16 : 16 But they that flee away from them, shall escape, and shalbe in the mountaines, like the doues of the valleis: all they shall mourne, euery one for his iniquitie.
  • Nah 2:7 : 7 And Huzzab the Queene shalbe led away captiue, and her maides shall leade her as with the voyce of doues, smiting vpon their breastes.
  • Job 17:3 : 3 Lay downe nowe and put me in suretie for thee: who is hee, that will touch mine hand?
  • Ps 102:4-7 : 4 Mine heart is smitten and withereth like grasse, because I forgate to eate my bread. 5 For the voyce of my groning my bones doe cleaue to my skinne. 6 I am like a pelicane of the wildernesse: I am like an owle of the deserts. 7 I watch and am as a sparrowe alone vpon the house top.
  • Ps 119:82 : 82 Mine eyes faile for thy promes, saying, when wilt thou comfort me?
  • Ps 123:1-4 : 1 A song of degrees. I lift vp mine eyes to thee, that dwellest in the heauens. 2 Behold, as the eyes of seruants looke vnto the hand of their masters, and as the eyes of a mayden vnto the hand of her mistres: so our eyes waite vpon the Lord our God vntil he haue mercie vpon vs. 3 Haue mercie vpon vs, O Lorde, haue mercie vpon vs: for we haue suffered too much contempt. 4 Our soule is filled too full of ye mocking of the wealthy, & of the despitefulnes of the proude.
  • Ps 143:7 : 7 Heare me speedily, O Lorde, for my spirit fayleth: hide not thy face from me, els I shall be like vnto them that go downe into the pit.
  • Lam 4:17 : 17 Whiles we waited for our vaine helpe, our eyes failed: for in our waiting we looked for a nation that could not saue vs.