Psalms 39:10
I am mute; I will not open my mouth because You have done this.
I am mute; I will not open my mouth because You have done this.
Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
Remove your stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of your hand.
Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
I kepe sylece, and open not my mouth, for thou hast done it. Turne thy plages awaye fro me, for I am cosumed thorow the feare of thy hade.
Take thy plague away from mee: for I am consumed by the stroke of thine hand.
Take thy plague away from me: I am euen consumed by the meanes of thy heauy hande.
Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
Remove your scourge away from me. I am overcome by the blow of your hand.
Turn aside from off me Thy stroke, From the striving of Thy hand I have been consumed.
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.
No longer let your hand be hard on me; I am wasted by the blows of your hand.
Remove your scourge away from me. I am overcome by the blow of your hand.
Please stop wounding me! You have almost beaten me to death!
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21Withdraw Your hand from me, and do not let Your terror frighten me.
1A psalm of David, to bring to remembrance.
2O LORD, do not rebuke me in your anger or discipline me in your wrath.
11Remove Your stroke from me; I am consumed by the blow of Your hand.
7You know that I am not wicked, and that no one can deliver me from Your hand.
8Your hands shaped me and made me, yet now You destroy me completely.
21You have turned cruel to me; with Your strong hand, You oppose me.
8And now, Lord, what do I wait for? My hope is in You.
9Deliver me from all my transgressions; do not make me the scorn of fools.
11Why do You hold back Your hand, even Your right hand? Take it from Your bosom and destroy them!
9That God would be willing to crush me, to let loose His hand and cut me off!
13Hear my prayer, LORD, and give ear to my cry; do not be silent to my tears, for I am a sojourner with You, a temporary resident like all my fathers.
16I have been afflicted and close to death since my youth; I have borne your terrors and am in despair.
24Discipline me, Lord, but only in due measure—not in Your anger, or You will reduce me to nothing.
9You have not handed me over to the enemy, but you have set my feet in a spacious place.
10Be gracious to me, O LORD, for I am in distress. My eyes grow weak with sorrow, as do my soul and my body.
16The root your right hand has planted, the son you have raised up for yourself.
17Your vine is burned with fire; it is cut down, and they perish at the rebuke of your face.
10For I eat ashes as my food and mix my drink with tears.
3Surely against me He turns His hand again and again, all day long.
4He has worn away my flesh and my skin; He has broken my bones.
1I am the man who has seen affliction under the rod of His wrath.
19He has cast me into the mud, and I am reduced to dust and ashes.
1For the director, with stringed instruments, on the eighth. A psalm of David.
21Have pity on me, have pity on me, my friends, because the hand of God has struck me.
4For day and night your hand was heavy on me; my strength was drained as in the heat of summer. Selah.
11Extend your steadfast love to those who know you, and your righteousness to the upright in heart.
20Are not my days few? Leave me alone, so I may have a moment of relief.
4My heart grew hot within me; as I meditated, the fire burned. Then I spoke with my tongue:
5LORD, let me know my end and the number of my days, so I may understand how fleeting my life is.
2I will say to God: Do not condemn me; tell me why You contend with me.
8You have bound me up as a witness; my gauntness rises up and testifies against me.
17My soul has been deprived of peace; I have forgotten what happiness is.
9He has stripped me of my honor and removed the crown from my head.
34Let Him remove His rod from me, and let His terror not frighten me.
15I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed. My heart is like wax; it melts within me.
19I was like a gentle lamb being led to the slaughter. I did not realize they had plotted against me, saying, ‘Let us destroy the tree with its fruit; let us cut him off from the land of the living, so that his name will never be remembered again.’
22then let my shoulder fall from its socket, and let my arm be broken off at the joint.
23For I have always feared disaster from God, and because of His majesty, I could not do such a thing.
14Why should I take my flesh in my teeth and put my life in my hands?
7You have placed me in the lowest pit, in the darkest depths.
11He has turned aside my ways and torn me to pieces; He has made me desolate.
9Purify me with hyssop, and I will be clean; wash me, and I will be whiter than snow.
14For I am stricken all day long and chastened every morning.
12My dwelling is pulled up and taken from me, like a shepherd's tent. I have rolled up my life like a weaver rolls a cloth; He cuts me off from the loom. Day and night You bring me to an end.
15But I trust in you, O LORD; I say, 'You are my God.'
10They gape at me with their mouths; they strike my cheeks in scorn and together they conspire against me.
19Will you never look away from me or leave me alone till I swallow my spit?
3Do not hide your face from me in the day of my distress; incline your ear to me; on the day I call, answer me quickly.
3You have insulted me ten times now; you are not even ashamed that you mistreat me.