Treasury of Scripture Knowledge
Many are the misfortunes of the righteous, But, out of them all, doth Yahweh rescue him.
O Yahweh, do not, in thine anger, correct me, nor, in thy wrath, chastise me;
Roaring deep unto roaring deep, is calling, at the voice of thy cataracts, All thy breakers and thy rolling waves, over me, have passed.
In the day of my distress - unto My Lord, will I seek, My hand, by night, hath been outstretched and never once became slack, My soul, hath refused to be consoled;
Though, the fig-tree, should not blossom, and there be no sprouting in the vines, the yield of the olive, should have deceived, and, the fields, not have brought forth food, - the flock, have been consumed out of the fold, and there be no herd in the stalls,
1 Corinthians 4:11
Until the present hour, we both hunger and thirst, and are naked, and are buffeted, and are wanderers,
2 Corinthians 4:8
On every side, pressed hard, but not hemmed in, without a way, but not without a by-way,