Verse 9

I wil say vnto God, which is my rocke, Why hast thou forgotten mee? why goe I mourning, when the enemie oppresseth me?

Referenced Verses

  • Ps 38:6 : 6 I am bowed, and crooked very sore: I goe mourning all the day.
  • Ps 43:2 : 2 For thou art the God of my strength: why hast thou put me away? why goe I so mourning, when the enemie oppresseth me?
  • Ps 18:2 : 2 The Lorde is my rocke, and my fortresse, and he that deliuereth me, my God and my strength: in him will I trust, my shield, the horne also of my saluation, and my refuge.
  • Job 30:26-31 : 26 Yet when I looked for good, euill came vnto me: and when I waited for light, there came darkenesse. 27 My bowels did boyle without rest: for the dayes of affliction are come vpon me. 28 I went mourning without sunne: I stood vp in the congregation and cryed. 29 I am a brother to the dragons, & a companion to the ostriches. 30 My skinne is blacke vpon me, & my bones are burnt with heate. 31 Therefore mine harpe is turned to mourning, and mine organs into the voyce of them that weepe.
  • Lam 5:1-9 : 1 Remember, O Lorde, what is come vpon vs: consider, and behold our reproche. 2 Our inheritance is turned to the strangers, our houses to the aliants. 3 We are fatherles, euen without father, and our mothers are as widowes. 4 Wee haue drunke our water for money, and our wood is solde vnto vs. 5 Our neckes are vnder persecution: we are wearie, and haue no rest. 6 We haue giuen our handes to the Egyptians, and to Asshur, to be satisfied with bread. 7 Our fathers haue sinned, and are not, and we haue borne their iniquities. 8 Seruants haue ruled ouer vs, none would deliuer vs out of their hands. 9 Wee gate our bread with the perill of our liues, because of the sword of the wildernesse. 10 Our skinne was blacke like as an ouen because of the terrible famine. 11 They defiled the women in Zion, and the maydes in the cities of Iudah. 12 The princes are hanged vp by their hande: the faces of the elders were not had in honour. 13 They tooke the yong men to grinde, and the children fell vnder the wood. 14 The Elders haue ceased from the gate and the yong men from their songs. 15 The ioy of our heart is gone, our daunce is turned into mourning. 16 The crowne of our head is fallen: wo nowe vnto vs, that we haue sinned.
  • Ps 55:3 : 3 For the voyce of the enemie, and for the vexation of ye wicked, because they haue brought iniquitie vpon me, and furiously hate me.
  • Ps 62:2 : 2 Yet he is my strength and my saluation, and my defence: therefore I shall not much be mooued.
  • Ps 62:6-7 : 6 Yet is hee my strength, and my saluation, and my defence: therefore I shall not be mooued. 7 In God is my saluation and my glory, the rocke of my strength: in God is my trust.
  • Ps 77:9 : 9 Hath God forgotten to be mercifull? hath he shut vp his teder mercies in displeasure? Selah.
  • Ps 78:35 : 35 And they remembred that God was their strength, and the most high God their redeemer.
  • Ps 88:9 : 9 Mine eye is sorowfull through mine affliction: Lorde, I call dayly vpon thee: I stretch out mine hands vnto thee.
  • Eccl 4:1 : 1 So I turned and considered all the oppressions that are wrought vnder the sunne, and beholde the teares of the oppressed, and none comforteth them: and lo, the strength is of the hand of them that oppresse them, & none comforteth them.
  • Isa 40:27 : 27 Why sayest thou, O Iaakob, and speakest O Israel, My way is hid from the Lorde, and my iudgement is passed ouer of my God?
  • Isa 49:15 : 15 Can a woman forget her childe, & not haue compassion on the sonne of her wombe? Though they should forget, yet wil I not forget thee.
  • Ps 44:23-24 : 23 Vp, why sleepest thou, O Lord? awake, be not farre off for euer. 24 Wherefore hidest thou thy face? and forgettest our miserie and our affliction?
  • Ps 13:1 : 1 To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. Howe long wilt thou forget me, O Lord, for euer? howe long wilt thou hide thy face from me?
  • Ps 22:1-2 : 1 To him that excelleth vpon Aiieleth Hasshahar. A Psalme of Dauid. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me, and art so farre from mine health, and from the wordes of my roaring? 2 O my God, I crie by day, but thou hearest not, and by night, but haue no audience.
  • Ps 28:1 : 1 A Psalme of Dauid. Vnto thee, O Lord, doe I crie: O my strength, be not deafe toward mee, lest, if thou answere me not, I be like them that goe downe into the pit.