Աստվածաշնչի համարներ Exhaustion

For he that is entered into his rest, he also hath ceased from his own works, as God did from his.

There remaineth therefore a rest to the people of God.

To whom he said, This is the rest wherewith ye may cause the weary to rest; and this is the refreshing: yet they would not hear.

When the unclean spirit is gone out of a man, he walketh through dry places, seeking rest, and findeth none.

There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.

And he said, My presence shall go with thee, and I will give thee rest.

Then I said, I have laboured in vain, I have spent my strength for nought, and in vain: yet surely my judgment is with the Lord, and my work with my God.

And he said, Hear ye now, O house of David; Is it a small thing for you to weary men, but will ye weary my God also?

But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.

My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.

Therefore I went about to cause my heart to despair of all the labour which I took under the sun.

For we would not, brethren, have you ignorant of our trouble which came to us in Asia, that we were pressed out of measure, above strength, insomuch that we despaired even of life:

My soul melteth for heaviness: strengthen thou me according unto thy word.

For what hath man of all his labour, and of the vexation of his heart, wherein he hath laboured under the sun?

For consider him that endured such contradiction of sinners against himself, lest ye be wearied and faint in your minds.

For if Jesus had given them rest, then would he not afterward have spoken of another day.

It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows: for so he giveth his beloved sleep.

And I said, My strength and my hope is perished from the Lord:

My flesh and my heart faileth: but God is the strength of my heart, and my portion for ever.

For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.

But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.

Thou didst say, Woe is me now! for the Lord hath added grief to my sorrow; I fainted in my sighing, and I find no rest.

But ye, brethren, be not weary in well doing.

For I have satiated the weary soul, and I have replenished every sorrowful soul.

And he came and found them asleep again: for their eyes were heavy.

He weakened my strength in the way; he shortened my days.

He giveth power to the faint; and to them that have no might he increaseth strength.

For how can the servant of this my lord talk with this my lord? for as for me, straightway there remained no strength in me, neither is there breath left in me.

I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.

I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the Lord sustained me.

Saying, These last have wrought but one hour, and thou hast made them equal unto us, which have borne the burden and heat of the day.

But now it is come upon thee, and thou faintest; it toucheth thee, and thou art troubled.

Cast thy burden upon the Lord, and he shall sustain thee: he shall never suffer the righteous to be moved.

For this our heart is faint; for these things our eyes are dim.

And it shall come to pass in the day that the Lord shall give thee rest from thy sorrow, and from thy fear, and from the hard bondage wherein thou wast made to serve,

Let us therefore fear, lest, a promise being left us of entering into his rest, any of you should seem to come short of it.

For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.

So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.

I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.

My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.