Psalms 102:24
But I say, O my God take me not away in the middest of myne age: as for thy yeres, they endure throughout all generations.
But I say, O my God take me not away in the middest of myne age: as for thy yeres, they endure throughout all generations.
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23he afflicted my strength in the way, he shortened my dayes.
25Thou hast before tyme layde the foundation of the earth: and the heauens are the worke of thy handes.
26They shall perishe, but thou wylt remayne styll: they all shall waxe olde as doth a garment, and as a vesture thou wylt chaunge them, and they shalbe chaunged.
27But thou art, and thy yeres can not fayle:
9Cast me not away in the tyme of age: forsake me not when my strength fayleth me.
17Thou O God hast taught me from my youth: and hytherto I can well declare thy wonderous workes.
18Wherfore whylest I am olde and am gray headed: O Lorde forsake me not, vntyll I haue shewed thy arme vnto this generation, and thy power to all them that are yet for to come.
10I thought I shoulde haue gone to the gates of hell when myne age was shortened, and haue wanted the residue of my yeres.
11I spake within my selfe, I wyll neuer visite the Lorde the Lorde I say in this lyfe: I wyll neuer see man among the dwellers of the worlde.
12Myne age is folden together & taken away from me lyke a sheepheardes cotage, I haue hewen of my lyfe by my sinnes, lyke as a weauer cutteth of his webbe: He wyll with pinyng sicknesse make an ende of me, yea he wyll make an ende of me in one day.
12Heare my prayer O God, and geue eares to my crying, holde not thy peace at my teares: for I am a strauger with thee, and a soiourner as all my fathers were.
13Oh spare me a litle, that I may recouer my strength: before I go hence, and be no more seene.
4O God make me to knowe mine ende, and the number of my dayes: that I may be certified howe long I haue to lyue.
5Behold thou hast made my dayes as it were an hand breadth long, & mine age is euen as nothing before thee: truely euery man is al together vanitie. Selah.
5Or are thy dayes as the dayes of man? and thy yeres as mans yeres?
11My dayes fade away lyke a shadowe: and I am wythered lyke grasse.
12But thou O God endurest for euer: and thy remembraunce throughout all generations.
46O God howe long wylt thou hyde thy selfe? for euer? shall thy wrath burne lyke fire?
47Remember what I am, howe short my tyme is of lyfe: wherfore hast thou created in vayne all the sonnes of men?
20Are not my dayes fewe? Let him then leaue of fro me, and let me a lone, that I may comfort my selfe a litle,
11Cast me not away from thy presence: and take not thy holy spirite from me.
21Forsake me not O God: O my Lorde be not thou farre fro me.
22And when I fled with al haste, I said I am cast out of the sight of thine eyes: neuerthelesse, thou heardest the voyce of my prayer when I cryed vnto thee.
9O hide not thou thy face from me, nor cast thy seruaunt away in a displeasure: thou hast ben my succour, leaue me not, neither forsake me O Lorde of my saluation.
16I can see no remedy, I shall liue no more: O spare me then, for my dayes are but vanitie.
10Take thy plague away from me: I am euen consumed by the meanes of thy heauy hande.
10For my life is wasted with sorow, and mine eares with mourning: my strength fayleth me because of mine iniquitie, and my bones are putrified.
13O that thou wouldest hide me in the graue, & keepe me secret vntyl thy wrath were past, and to appoynt me a time wherein thou mightest remember me.
2Hyde not thy face from me in the day of my distresse: encline thine eare vnto me, heare me spedyly in the day that I call.
3For my dayes are consumed away like smoke: and my bones are burnt vp as though they were a firebrande.
1A prayer of Moyses the man of God. Lorde thou hast ben our habitation: from one generation to another generation.
2Before the moutaynes were brought foorth, or euer the earth & the worlde were made: thou art God both from euerlastyng, and also vntyll euerlastyng.
3Thou turnest man most miserable euen vnto dust: thou sayest also, O ye children of men returne you into dust.
4For a thousande yeres in thy syght are but as yestarday that is past: and as a watch in the nyght.
10And I sayde, this is my death: but the ryght hande of the most hyghest may graunt me yeres.
11My dayes are past, and my counsailes and thoughtes of my heart are vanished away,
9For all our dayes do passe in thine anger: we spende our yeres as in speaking a worde.
10The dayes of our yeres be in all threescore yeres and tenne, and yf through strength of nature men come to foure score yeres: yet is their iolitie but labour and care, yea moreouer it passeth in haste from vs, and we flee from it.
5I dyd thynke vpon the dayes past: and on the yeres of the olde worlde.
12Art not thou of olde, O Lord my God, my holy one? we shall not dye, O Lord thou hast ordeined them for iudgement, and O God thou hast established them for correction.
16Wheras I neuerthelesse obediently folowed thee as a sheephearde, & haue not vncalled taken this office vpon me, this knowest thou well: my wordes also were ryght before thee.
11Withdrawe not thou thy mercie from me O God: let thy louyng kyndnesse and thy trueth alway preserue me.
1My breath is corrupt, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes doore.
6Thou wilt adde dayes vnto the kings dayes: and his yeres shalbe a generation and a generation.
14But my hope hath ben in thee O God: I haue sayd thou art my Lorde.
15My time is in thy hande, deliuer me from the hande of mine enemies: and from them that persecute me.
12And when I am in my best case, thou vpholdest me: and thou wylt set me before thy face for euer.
24Iudge me according to thy righteousnesse O God my Lorde: and let them not triumph ouer me.
19But be not thou farre from me O God: thou art my strength, make haste to helpe me.
1The golden psalme of Dauid. Preserue me O Lorde: for I haue reposed my trust in thee.