3 And he came to the flockes of shepe by a wayes side, where was a caue. And Saul went in to couer his feete. And Dauid and his men sat a longe by the sides of the caue.
1 Samuel 24:3 Cross References - Matthew
Judges 3:24
24 When he was gone out, hys seruauntes came and loked. And beholde, the dores of the parler were locked. And they sayde. A, he is a doiynge of hys easement in hys somer chomber.
Psalms 57:1-11
1 To the Chaunter destroy not Michtam of Dauid, when he fledde from Saull into the caue. Be mercyfull vnto me, O God, be mercyfull vnto me, for my soule trusteth in the: and vnder the shadow of thy winges shal be my refuge, vntyll wyckednes be ouer past.
2 I call vnto God the moste hyest, euen the God that shal helpe me vp agayne.
3 He shal send from heauen, and saue me from the reproue of him that would swalowe my vp. Selah. This shall God sende, for his mercye and faythfulnes sake.
4 I lye wyth my soule among the cruel lions euen among the chyldren of men, whose teeth are speares and arrowes, and their tonge a sherpe sweard.
5 Set vp thy selfe, O God, aboue the heauens, and thy glory aboue al the earthe.
6 They haue layed a net for my fete, and pressed doune my soule: they haue dygged a pytte before me, and are fallen into it them selues. Selah.
7 My hert is redy, O God, my herte is ready to synge and geue prayse.
8 Awake, O my glorye, awake lute and harpe, I my selfe wil awake ryght early.
9 I wil geue thanckes vnto the, O Lorde, amonge the people, I wyll synge prayses vnto the among the Heithen.
10 For the greatnes of thy mercye reacheth vnto the heauens, and thy faythfulnes vnto the cloudes.
11 Set vp thy selfe, O God, aboue the heauens, and thi glory aboue al the earth.
Psalms 141:6
6 Their iudges stomble at the stone, yet heare they my wordes, that they be ioyfull.
Psalms 142:1-7
1 The instruccion of Dauid, a prayer when he was in the caue. I crye vnto the Lorde with my voyce, yea, euen vnto the Lord do I make my supplicacion.
2 I poure out my complaynte before hym, and shewe hym of my trouble.
3 When my sprete is in heuynesse, for thou knowest my path: in the way wherin I walke haue they preuely layed a snare for me.
4 I loke vpon my right hande, & se, there is no man that will know me. I haue no place to fle vnto, no man careth for my soule.
5 Therfore do I crye vnto the, O Lorde, & say: thou art my hope and my porcion in the londe of the liuing.
6 Considre my complaynt, for I am brought very lowe. O deliuer me fro my persecuters, for thei are to stronge for me.
7 Bryng my soule out of pryson, that I may geue thankes vnto thy name: which thyng if thou wilt graunt me, then shall the righteous resorte vnto my company.