Psalms 88:9 Cross References - Coverdale

⁹ My sight fayleth for very trouble: LORDE, I call daylie vpo the, and stretch out my hondes vnto the.

¹³ Yf thou haddest now a right herte, & liftest vp thine hondes towarde him:

²⁰ My frendes laugh me to scorne, but myne eye poureth out teares vnto God.

⁷ My countenaunce is heuy for very anger, & the membres of my body are become like a shadowe.

⁷ My coutenauce is chaunged for very inwarde grefe, I cosume awaye, I haue so many enemies.

¹⁰ My hert paunteth, my strength hath fayled me, & the light of myne eyes is gone fro me.

³ Now when I thinke there vpo, I poure out my hert by my self: for I wolde fayne go hence with the multitude, & passe ouer with them vnto the house of God, in ye voyce of prayse & thankesgeuynge, amonge soch as kepe holy daye.

²⁰ That thou smytest vs so in the place of the serpet, & couerest vs with ye shadowe of death.

¹⁷ It is he that delyuereth my soule in peace, from them that laye waite for me: for they are many agaynst me.

³¹ The prynces shal come out of Egipte, the Morians lode shal stretch out hir hondes vnto God.

³ Be mercifull vnto me (o LORDE) for I call daylie vpon the.

¹ O Lorde God my Sauyor, I crie daye & night before the: Oh let my prayer entre in to thy presence, encline thine eare vnto my callynge.

⁹ I eate ashes with my bred, and mengle my drynke with wepynge.

⁶ I stretch forth my hondes vnto the, my soule crieth vnto the out of the thyrstie londe.

⁴⁸ Whole ryuers of water gu?she out of myne eyes, for the greate hurte of my people. ⁴⁹ Myne eyes runne, and can not ceasse, for there is no rest.

¹¹ Morouer, the worde of the LORDE came vnto me sayenge:

³⁵ And Iesus wepte.