-
1 Corinthians 4 11-1 Corinthians 4 13
Up to this present hour we are both hungry and thirsty, and are poorly clothed and roughly treated and homeless;and we labor, working with our own hands; when we are verbally abused, we bless; when we are persecuted, we endure it;when we are slandered, we reply as friends; we have become as the scum of the world, the dregs of all things, even until now.
-
2 Corinthians 4 8-2 Corinthians 4 9
we are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not despairing;persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed;
-
Psalms 42:7
Deep calls to deep at the sound of Your waterfalls; All Your breakers and Your waves have passed over me.
-
Psalms 34:19
The afflictions of the righteous are many, But the Lord rescues him from them all.
-
Psalms 77:2-4
In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord; In the night my hand was stretched out and did not grow weary; My soul refused to be comforted.When I remember God, then I am restless; When I sigh, then my spirit feels weak. SelahYou have held my eyelids open; I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
-
Psalms 107:6
Then they cried out to the Lord in their trouble; He saved them from their distresses.
-
Psalms 38:1-8
Lord, do not rebuke me in Your wrath, And do not punish me in Your burning anger.For Your arrows have sunk deep into me, And Your hand has pressed down on me.There is no healthy part in my flesh because of Your indignation; There is no health in my bones because of my sin.For my guilty deeds have gone over my head; Like a heavy burden they weigh too much for me.My wounds grow foul and fester Because of my foolishness.I am bent over and greatly bowed down; I go in mourning all day long.For my sides are filled with burning, And there is no healthy part in my flesh.I feel faint and badly crushed; I groan because of the agitation of my heart.
-
Habakkuk 3:17-19
Even if the fig tree does not blossom, And there is no fruit on the vines, If the yield of the olive fails, And the fields produce no food, Even if the flock disappears from the fold, And there are no cattle in the stalls,Yet I will triumph in the Lord, I will rejoice in the God of my salvation.The Lord God is my strength, And He has made my feet like deer’s feet, And has me walk on my high places. For the choir director, on my stringed instruments.
