Treasury of Scripture Knowledge
In the multitude of my thoughts within me thy comforts delight my soul.
For you are the God who shelters me. Why do you reject me? Why must I walk around mourning because my enemies oppress me?
From the most remote place on earth I call out to you in my despair. Lead me up to an inaccessible rocky summit!
As if with choice meat you satisfy my soul. My mouth joyfully praises you,
Take a good look! This is what the wicked are like, those who always have it so easy and get richer and richer.
In my time of trouble I sought the Lord. I kept my hand raised in prayer throughout the night. I refused to be comforted.
Lord, you coerced me into being a prophet, and I allowed you to do it. You overcame my resistance and prevailed over me. Now I have become a constant laughingstock. Everyone ridicules me.
I listened and my stomach churned; the sound made my lips quiver. My frame went limp, as if my bones were decaying, and I shook as I tried to walk. I long for the day of distress to come upon the people who attack us.
through whom we have also obtained access by faith into this grace in which we stand, and we rejoice in the hope of God's glory.
2 Corinthians 1:4
who comforts us in all our troubles so that we may be able to comfort those experiencing any trouble with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God.
1 Peter 1:7
Such trials show the proven character of your faith, which is much more valuable than gold -- gold that is tested by fire, even though it is passing away -- and will bring praise and glory and honor when Jesus Christ is revealed.