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  • 1 Corinthians 4 11-1 Corinthians 4 13
    To the present hour we both hunger and thirst, and we are poorly clothed, and beaten, and homeless.And we labor, working with our own hands. Being reviled, we bless; being persecuted, we endure;being defamed, we entreat. We have been made as the filth of the world, the offscouring of all things until now.
  • 2 Corinthians 4 8-2 Corinthians 4 9
    We are hard-pressed on every side, yet not crushed; we are perplexed, but not in despair;persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed—
  • Psalms 42:7
    Deep calls unto deep at the noise of Your waterfalls; All Your waves and billows have gone over me.
  • Psalms 34:19
    Many are the afflictions of the righteous, But the Lord delivers him out of them all.
  • Psalms 77:2-4
    In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord; My hand was stretched out in the night without ceasing; My soul refused to be comforted.I remembered God, and was troubled; I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. SelahYou hold my eyelids open; I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
  • Psalms 107:6
    Then they cried out to the Lord in their trouble, And He delivered them out of their distresses.
  • Psalms 38:1-8
    O Lord, do not rebuke me in Your wrath, Nor chasten me in Your hot displeasure!For Your arrows pierce me deeply, And Your hand presses me down.There is no soundness in my flesh Because of Your anger, Nor any health in my bones Because of my sin.For my iniquities have gone over my head; Like a heavy burden they are too heavy for me.My wounds are foul and festering Because of my foolishness.I am troubled, I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.For my loins are full of inflammation, And there is no soundness in my flesh.I am feeble and severely broken; I groan because of the turmoil of my heart.
  • Habakkuk 3:17-19
    Though the fig tree may not blossom, Nor fruit be on the vines; Though the labor of the olive may fail, And the fields yield no food; Though the flock may be cut off from the fold, And there be no herd in the stalls—Yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation.The Lord God is my strength; He will make my feet like deer’s feet, And He will make me walk on my high hills. To the Chief Musician. With my stringed instruments.