Psalms 39:10
Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.
Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.
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21Withdraw thy hand far from me; And let not thy terror make me afraid.
1[A Psalm of David, to bring to remembrance]. O Jehovah, rebuke me not in thy wrath; Neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
2For thine arrows stick fast in me, And thy hand presseth me sore.
11When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, Thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: Surely every man is vanity. {{Selah
7Although thou knowest that I am not wicked, And there is none that can deliver out of thy hand?
8Thy hands have framed me and fashioned me Together round about; yet thou dost destroy me.
21Thou art turned to be cruel to me; With the might of thy hand thou persecutest me.
8Deliver me from all my transgressions: Make me not the reproach of the foolish.
9I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; Because thou didst it.
11Why drawest thou back thy hand, even thy right hand? [Pluck it] out of thy bosom [and] consume [them] .
9Even that it would please God to crush me; That he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
13Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, Before I go hence, and be no more.
16Thy fierce wrath is gone over me; Thy terrors have cut me off.
24O Jehovah, correct me, but in measure: not in thine anger, lest thou bring me to nothing.
9Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah, for I am in distress: Mine eye wasteth away with grief, [yea], my soul and my body.
10For my life is spent with sorrow, And my years with sighing: My strength faileth because of mine iniquity, And my bones are wasted away.
16It is burned with fire, it is cut down: They perish at the rebuke of thy countenance.
17Let thy hand be upon the man of thy right hand, Upon the son of man whom thou madest strong for thyself.
10Because of thine indignation and thy wrath: For thou hast taken me up, and cast me away.
3Surely against me he turneth his hand again and again all the day.
4My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
1I am the man that hath seen affliction by the rod of his wrath.
19He hath cast me into the mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.
1[For the Chief Musician; on stringed instruments, set to the Sheminith. A Psalm of David]. O Jehovah, rebuke me not in thine anger, Neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
21Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; For the hand of God hath touched me.
4For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: My moisture was changed [as] with the drought of summer. {{Selah
11Let not the foot of pride come against me, And let not the hand of the wicked drive me away.
20Are not my days few? cease then, And let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
4Jehovah, make me to know mine end, And the measure of my days, what it is; Let me know how frail I am.
5Behold, thou hast made my days [as] handbreadths; And my life-time is as nothing before thee: Surely every man at his best estate is altogether vanity. {{Selah [
2I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; Show me wherefore thou contendest with me.
8And thou hast laid fast hold on me, [which] is a witness [against me] : And my leanness riseth up against me, It testifieth to my face.
17And thou hast removed my soul far off from peace; I forgat prosperity.
9He hath stripped me of my glory, And taken the crown from my head.
34Let him take his rod away from me, And let not his terror make me afraid:
15My strength is dried up like a potsherd; And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; And thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
19But I was like a gentle lamb that is led to the slaughter; and I knew not that they had devised devices against me, [saying], Let us destroy the tree with the fruit thereof, and let us cut him off from the land of the living, that his name may be no more remembered.
22Then let my shoulder fall from the shoulder-blade, And mine arm be broken from the bone.
23For calamity from God is a terror to me, And by reason of his majesty I can do nothing.
14Wherefore should I take my flesh in my teeth, And put my life in my hand?
7Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, And thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. {{Selah
11He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces; he hath made me desolate.
9Hide thy face from my sins, And blot out all mine iniquities.
14For all the day long have I been plagued, And chastened every morning.
12My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me as a shepherd's tent: I have rolled up, like a weaver, my life; he will cut me off from the loom: From day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.
15My times are in thy hand: Deliver me from the hand of mine enemies, and from them that persecute me.
10They have gaped upon me with their mouth; They have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully: They gather themselves together against me.
19How long wilt thou not look away from me, Nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
3For my days consume away like smoke, And my bones are burned as a firebrand.
3These ten times have ye reproached me: Ye are not ashamed that ye deal hardly with me.