Psalms 102:4 Cross References - Great

⁴ My hert is smytten downe and wythered lyke grasse, so that I forget to eate my bred.

⁷ And so did she yere by yere as ofte as she went vp to the house of the lord. And so chafed her, which wepte, and did not eate. ⁸ Then sayde Elkana her husband to her: Hanna, why wepest thou? and why eatest thou not? and why is thyne herte troubled? am not I better to the, then ten sonnes?

¹⁷ And the elders of hys house arose and went to hym, to take him vp from the erth. But he wolde not, nether dyd he eate meat wyth them.

⁶ And Esdras stode vp from before the house of God, and went into the chamber of Iohanan the sonne of Eliasib. And when he came thither, he dyd eate no bred, nor drancke water: for he mourned because of the transgression of the people that had bene in captyuite.

⁴ For the arowes of the almighty are round about me, whose indygnacyon hath droncke vp my sprete, and the terrible feares of God are sett agaynst me.

¹ It greueth my soule to lyue. I wyl make my complaynte, and wyll speake out of the very heuynesse of my soule.

²⁰ so that hys lyfe maye awaye wyth no bred, and his soule abhorreth to eat any dayntie meat:

² Haue mercy vpon me, O Lorde: for I am weake: O Lorde heale me: for my bones are vexed. ³ My soule also is sore troubled: but Lorde howe longe wylt thou punyshe me?

² For they shall soone be cut downe lyke the grasse, & be wythered euen as the grene herbe.

⁶ My God, my soule is vexed wythin me: therfore will I remembre the concernyng the land of Iordane, and the lytle hyll of Hermonim. One depe calleth another because of the noyse of thy water pipes all thy waues & stormes are gone ouer me.

⁴ Fearfulnes and trembling are come vpon me, and an horryble drede hath ouerwhelmed me. ⁵ And I sayd: O that I had winges like a doue, for then wold I flie awaye, and be at reste.

²⁰ Thou hast knowen my reprose, my shame and my dyshonour: myne aduersaries are all in thy syght.

³ When I am in heuynesse, I wyll thynke vpon God: when my hert is vexed, I wyll complayne. Sela.

⁹ For I haue eaten ashes as at were bred, and mengled my drynck with wepynge.

¹¹ My dayes are gone lyke a shadowe, and I am wythered lyke grasse.

³ For the enemy hath persecuted my soule: he hath smyten my lyfe downe to the grounde: he hath layed me in the darcknes, as the men that haue bene longe deed. ⁴ Therfore is my sprete vexed within me: and my herte within me is desolate.

⁷ The grasse is wythered, the floure falleth awaye. Euen so is the people as grasse, when the breath of the Lorde bloweth vpon them.

¹³ The arowes of his quyuer hath he shot euen into myne reynes.

²⁰ Yee, thou shalt remembre them, for my soule melteth awaye in me.

³⁷ And he toke with him Peter and the two sonnes of Zebede, and began to wexe sorowfull and heuye. ³⁸ Then sayde Iesus vnto them: my soule his heuy, euen vnto the deeth. Tary ye here: and watche wt me.

⁹ And he was thre dayes without syght, and nether dyd eate nor dryncke.