Verse 14

Like a swallow or a thrush I chirp, I coo like a dove; my eyes grow tired from looking up to the sky. O Lord, I am oppressed; help me!

Referenced Verses

  • Isa 59:11 : 11 We all growl like bears, we coo mournfully like doves; we wait for deliverance, but there is none, for salvation, but it is far from us.
  • Ps 119:122-123 : 122 Guarantee the welfare of your servant! Do not let the arrogant oppress me! 123 My eyes grow tired as I wait for your deliverance, for your reliable promise to be fulfilled.
  • Job 30:29 : 29 I have become a brother to jackals and a companion of ostriches.
  • Ps 69:3 : 3 I am exhausted from shouting for help; my throat is sore; my eyes grow tired of looking for my God.
  • Ezek 7:16 : 16 Their survivors will escape to the mountains and become like doves of the valleys; all of them will moan– each one for his iniquity.
  • Nah 2:7 : 7 Nineveh is taken into exile and is led away; her slave girls moan like doves while they beat their breasts.
  • Job 17:3 : 3 Set my pledge beside you. Who else will put up security for me?
  • Ps 102:4-7 : 4 My heart is parched and withered like grass, for I am unable to eat food. 5 Because of the anxiety that makes me groan, my bones protrude from my skin. 6 I am like an owl in the wilderness; I am like a screech owl among the ruins. 7 I stay awake; I am like a solitary bird on a roof.
  • Ps 119:82 : 82 My eyes grow tired as I wait for your promise to be fulfilled. I say,“When will you comfort me?”
  • Ps 123:1-4 : 1 A song of ascents. I look up toward you, the one enthroned in heaven. 2 Look, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their master, as the eyes of a female servant look to the hand of her mistress, so our eyes will look to the LORD, our God, until he shows us favor. 3 Show us favor, O LORD, show us favor! For we have had our fill of humiliation, and then some. 4 We have had our fill of the taunts of the self-assured, of the contempt of the proud.
  • Ps 143:7 : 7 Answer me quickly, LORD! My strength is fading. Do not reject me, or I will join those descending into the grave.
  • Lam 4:17 : 17 ע(Ayin)The People of Jerusalem Lament: Our eyes continually failed us as we looked in vain for help. From our watchtowers we watched for a nation that could not rescue us.