Verse 9
Haue mercie vpon mee, O Lorde: for I am in trouble: mine eye, my soule and my bellie are consumed with griefe.
Referenced Verses
- Ps 6:7 : 7 Mine eye is dimmed for despight, and sunke in because of all mine enemies.
- Ps 88:9 : 9 Mine eye is sorowfull through mine affliction: Lorde, I call dayly vpon thee: I stretch out mine hands vnto thee.
- Ps 102:3-5 : 3 For my dayes are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burnt like an herthe. 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.
- Ps 107:10 : 10 They that dwell in darkenesse and in the shadowe of death, being bounde in miserie and yron,
- 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.
- Lam 5:17 : 17 Therefore our heart is heauy for these things, our eyes are dimme,
- Job 17:7 : 7 Mine eye therefore is dimme for griefe, and all my strength is like a shadowe.
- Job 33:19-22 : 19 He is also striken with sorow vpon his bed, and the griefe of his bones is sore, 20 So that his life causeth him to abhorre bread, and his soule daintie meate. 21 His flesh faileth that it can not be seene, and his bones which were not seene, clatter. 22 So his soule draweth to the graue, and his life to the buriers.
- Ps 6:1-2 : 1 To him that excelleth on Neginoth vpon the eight tune. A Psalme of Dauid. O lord, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chastise me in thy wrath. 2 Haue mercie vpon me, O Lorde, for I am weake: O Lord heale me, for my bones are vexed.
- Ps 22:14-15 : 14 I am like water powred out, and all my bones are out of ioynt: mine heart is like waxe: it is molten in the middes of my bowels. 15 My strength is dryed vp like a potsheard, and my tongue cleaueth to my iawes, and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
- Ps 38:1-9 : 1 A Psalme of Dauid for remembrance. O Lorde, rebuke mee not in thine anger, neither chastise me in thy wrath. 2 For thine arrowes haue light vpon me, and thine hand lyeth vpon me. 3 There is nothing sound in my flesh, because of thine anger: neither is there rest in my bones because of my sinne. 4 For mine iniquities are gone ouer mine head, and as a weightie burden they are too heauie for me. 5 My woundes are putrified, and corrupt because of my foolishnes. 6 I am bowed, and crooked very sore: I goe mourning all the day. 7 For my reines are full of burning, and there is nothing sound in my flesh. 8 I am weakened and sore broken: I roare for the very griefe of mine heart. 9 Lorde, I powre my whole desire before thee, and my sighing is not hid from thee. 10 Mine heart panteth: my strength faileth me, and the light of mine eyes, euen they are not mine owne.
- Ps 44:25 : 25 For our soule is beaten downe vnto the dust: our belly cleaueth vnto the ground.
- Ps 66:14 : 14 Which my lippes haue promised, and my mouth hath spoken in mine affliction.
- Ps 73:14 : 14 For dayly haue I bene punished, and chastened euery morning.
- Ps 73:26 : 26 My flesh fayleth and mine heart also: but God is the strength of mine heart, and my portion for euer.
- Ps 88:3-5 : 3 For my soule is filled with euils, and my life draweth neere to the graue. 4 I am counted among them that go downe vnto the pit, and am as a man without strength: 5 Free among the dead, like the slaine lying in the graue, whome thou remembrest no more, and they are cut off from thine hand.