Verse 3
And my soul hath been troubled greatly, And Thou, O Jehovah, till when?
Referenced Verses
- Ps 90:13 : 13 Turn back, O Jehovah, till when? And repent concerning Thy servants.
- John 12:27 : 27 `Now hath my soul been troubled, and what? shall I say -- Father, save me from this hour? -- but because of this I came to this hour;
- Prov 18:14 : 14 The spirit of a man sustaineth his sickness, And a smitten spirit who doth bear?
- Matt 26:38 : 38 then saith he to them, `Exceedingly sorrowful is my soul -- unto death; abide ye here, and watch with me.'
- Luke 18:7 : 7 and shall not God execute the justice to His choice ones, who are crying unto Him day and night -- bearing long in regard to them?
- Ps 13:1-2 : 1 To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David. Till when, O Jehovah, Dost Thou forget me? -- for ever? Till when dost Thou hide Thy face from me? 2 Till when do I set counsels in my soul? Sorrow inn my heart daily? Till when is mine enemy exalted over me?
- Ps 22:14 : 14 As waters I have been poured out, And separated themselves have all my bones, My heart hath been like wax, It is melted in the midst of my bowels.
- Ps 31:9-9 : 9 Favour me, O Jehovah, for distress `is' to me, Mine eye, my soul, and my body Have become old by provocation. 10 For my life hath been consumed in sorrow And my years in sighing. Feeble because of mine iniquity hath been my strength, And my bones have become old.
- Ps 38:8 : 8 I have been feeble and smitten -- unto excess, I have roared from disquietude of heart.
- Ps 42:5 : 5 What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? Yea, art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him: The salvation of my countenance -- My God!
- Ps 42:11 : 11 What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? And what! art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him, The salvation of my countenance, and my God!
- Ps 77:2-3 : 2 In a day of my distress the Lord I sought, My hand by night hath been spread out, And it doth not cease, My soul hath refused to be comforted. 3 I remember God, and make a noise, I meditate, and feeble is my spirit. Selah.
- Ps 77:7 : 7 To the ages doth the Lord cast off? Doth He add to be pleased no more?