Jonah 2:7 Cross References - Great

⁷ I went downe to the botome of the hylles, and was barred in with earth for euer. But thou, O Lorde my God, hast brought vp my lyfe agayne out of corrupcion.

⁶ And Dauid was in a shrewde combraunce: for the people entended to stone hym, because the hertes of all the people were vexed for theyr sonnes & theyr daughters. But Dauid toke a good courage to hym in the Lorde hys God

²⁷ And the preastes and the Leuites arose, and blessed the people, and theyr voyce was hearde of the Lord, and theyr prayer came vp vnto heauen, his holy dwellynge place.

⁴ The Lorde is in hys holy temple the Lordes seat is in heauen? Hys eyes consydre & hys eye lyddes tryeth the chyldren of men.

⁶ So shall he heare my voyce out of his temple, & my complaynte shall come before him, it shall entre euen into hys cares.

⁷ Some put theyr trust in charettes, and some in horses: but we wyll remembre the name of the Lorde oure God.

¹⁴ I am powred out lyke water, & all my bones are out of ioynt: my hert also in the myddest of my bodye is euen lyke meltynge waxe.

¹³ I shulde vtterlye haue faynted: but that I beleue verely to se the goodnesse of the Lorde in the lande of the lyuinge.

⁵ Put thy trust in God, for I wyll yet geue hym thankes, for the help of hys countenaunce.

¹¹ Why art thou so vexed (O my soule) and why art thou so disquieted wythin me? O put thy trust in God, for I wyll yet thanke hym whych is the helpe of my countenaunce, and my God.

⁵ Why art thou so heuy (O my soule) & why art thou so disquyeted wythin me? O put thy trust in God, for I will yet geue hym thankes whych is the helpe of my countenaunce, and my God.

⁴ Blessed is the man whom thou chosest and receauest vnto the: he shal dwell in thy court: and shalbe satisfyed with the pleasures of thy house, euen of thy holy temple.

¹⁰ And I sayde: It is myne awne infirmyte: But I wyll remembre the yeares of the ryght hande of the moost hyest. ¹¹ I wyll remembre the worckes of the Lorde, and call to mynde thy wonders of olde tyme.

⁸¹ My soule hath longed for thy saluacion: and I haue a good hope because of thy worde. ⁸² Myne eyes longe sore for thy worde, sayenge. O whan wylte thou comforte me. ⁸³ For I am become lyke a bottell in the smoke, yet do not I forget thy statutes.

⁵ Yet do I remembre the tyme past, I muse vpon all thy workes: yee, I excercyse my selfe in the worckes of thy handes.

¹⁰ Therfore, whoso feareth the Lord among you, let him heare the voyce of his seruaunt, Whoso walketh in darcknesse, and no lyght shyneth vpon him, lett hym put hys trust in the name of the Lorde, and holde him by his God.

²¹ Whyle I consydre these thynges in my herte, I get a hope agayne. ²² Namely, it is of the Lordes mercyes that we are not, vtterly consumed. For trulye hys pytefull compassion hath not ceassed. ²³ Newe mercyes shall the Lorde shewe vpon the, erly, yee in the daye sprynge, (O Lorde) greate is thy faythfulnesse. ²⁴ The Lorde is my porcyon, sayeth my soule, therfore wyll I hope in him. ²⁵ O how good is the Lorde vnto them, that put theyr trust in hym, and to the soule that seketh after hym? ²⁶ The good man with stylnes and pacience tarieth, for the health of the Lorde.

⁴ Thou haddest cast me downe depe in the myddest of the see, & the floude compased me aboute: yee, all thy waues and roules of water went ouer me,

² Heare al ye people, marcke this well O earth and all that therin is. Yee, the Lorde God hym selfe be wytnesse amonge you euen the Lord from his holy temple.

²⁰ But the Lorde in his holy temple is he: whom all the worlde shulde feare.

⁹ Also we receaued an answer of deeth in oure selues, that we shuld not put oure trust in our selues: but in God, whych rayseth the deed to lyfe, ¹⁰ and whych delyuered vs from so great a deeth: and doth delyuer. On whom we trust, that yet hereafter he wyll delyuer,

³ Consyder therfore, how that he endured such speakinge agaynst hym of synners lest ye shuld be weryed and faynte in your mindes.