Lamentations 3:17 Cross References - Coverdale

¹⁷ He hath put my soule out of rest, I forget all good thinges.

³⁰ and after the same there shall come seuen yeares of derth, so that all this plenteousnes shalbe forgotten in ye lande of Egipte: and the derth shall consume the lande,

⁷ O remembre, that my life is but a wynde, ad that myne eye shal nomore se the pleasures

¹⁵⁵ Health is farre fro the vngodly, for they regarde not thy statutes.

¹⁷ Neuertheles my couersacion hath so pleased ye, that thou woldest not make an ende of my life, so that thou hast cast all my synnes behynde thy backe.

¹⁰ The mountaynes shall remoue, & the hilles shal fall downe: but my louynge kyndnesse shal not moue, and the bonde off my peace shal not fall downe fro ye, saieth ye LORDE thy merciful louer.

¹¹ We roare all like Beeres, & mourne stil like doues. We loke for equite, but there is none: for health, but it is farre fro vs.

¹⁵ We loked for peace, and we fayre not the better, we wayted for the tyme of health, and lo, here is nothinge but trouble.

¹⁹ Hast thou then vtterly forsaken Iuda? (sayde I) Dost thou so abhorre Sio? Or hast thou so plaged vs, that we can be healed nomore? We loked for peace, and there cometh no good: for the tyme of health, & lo, here is nothinge but trouble.

⁵ Agayne, thus saieth the LORDE: Go not vnto them, that come together, for to mourne and wepe: for I haue taken my peace fro this people (saieth the LORDE) yee my fauoure and my mercy.

¹⁴ Cursed be the daye, wherein I was borne: vnhappie be ye daye, where in my mother brought me forth. ¹⁵ Cursed be the man, that brought my father the tidinges, to make him glad, sayenge: thou hast gotten a sonne. ¹⁶ Let it happen vnto that man, as to the cities which ye LORDE turned vpside downe (when he had longe herde the wicked rumoure of them) ¹⁷ because he slewe me not, as soone as I came out off my mothers wombe, and because my mother was not my graue hirselff, that the byrth might not haue come out, but remayned still in her. ¹⁸ Wherfore came I forth off my mothers wombe? To haue experience of laboure and sorowe? and to lede my life with shame?

¹⁶ Therfore do I wepe, and myne eyes gusshe out of water: for the coforter that shulde quycken me, is farre fro me. My children are dryuen awaye, for why? the enemie hath gotten the ouer honde.

¹⁰ For why? before these dayes nether men ner catel coude wynne eny thinge, nether might eny man come in and out in rest, for trouble: but I let euery man go agaynst his neghboure.