Psalms 6:3 Cross References - Geneva

³ My soule is also sore troubled: but Lord how long wilt thou delay?

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? ² How long shall I take counsell within my selfe, hauing wearinesse dayly in mine heart? how long shall mine enemie be exalted aboue me?

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.

⁹ Haue mercie vpon mee, O Lord: for I am in trouble: mine eye, my soule and my bellie are consumed with griefe. ¹⁰ For my life is wasted with heauinesse, and my yeeres with mourning: my strength faileth for my paine, and my bones are consumed.

⁸ I am weakened and sore broken: I roare for the very griefe of mine heart.

⁵ Why art thou cast downe, my soule, and vnquiet within me? waite on God: for I will yet giue him thankes for the helpe of his presence.

¹¹ Why art thou cast downe, my soule? and why art thou disquieted within mee? waite on God: for I wil yet giue him thankes: he is my present helpe, and my God.

² In the day of my trouble I sought ye Lord: my sore ranne and ceased not in the night: my soule refused comfort. ³ I did thinke vpon God, and was troubled: I praied, and my spirit was full of anguish. Selah.

⁷ Will the Lord absent him selfe for euer? and will he shewe no more fauour?

¹³ Returne (O Lord, howe long?) and be pacified toward thy seruants.

¹⁴ The spirit of a man will susteine his infirmitie: but a wounded spirit who can beare it?

³⁸ Then sayde Iesus vnto them, My soule is very heauie, euen vnto the death: tarie yee here, and watch with me.

⁷ Now shall not God auenge his elect, which cry day and night vnto him, yea, though he suffer long for them?

²⁷ Now is my soule troubled: and what shall I say? Father, saue me from this houre: but therefore came I vnto this houre.