Psalms 129:1
A song of high degrees. Israel may now say: they haue troubled me often from my youth vp.
A song of high degrees. Israel may now say: they haue troubled me often from my youth vp.
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2 They haue troubled me often from my youth vp: but they haue not preuayled against me.
3 The plowemen plowed vpon my backe: they made long forrowes.
1 A psalme of Dauid when he fled from the face of Absalom his sonne. O God howe are myne enemies increased? many do ryse vp against me.
2 Many say of my soule: there is no saluation for it in God. Selah.
14 All the day long I haue ben scourged: and chastened euery mornyng.
13 From aboue hath he sent downe a fire into my bones, and it burneth them cruelly: he hath layde a net for my feete, and throwen me wyde open, he hath made me desolate, so that I must euer be mournyng.
14 The yoke of my transgressions is bounde fast to his hande, they are wrapped or writhen and come vp about my necke: he hath caused my strength to fayle, the Lorde hath deliuered me into those handes wherout I can not quyte my selfe.
21 They heare my mournyng, but there is none that wyll comfort me: All myne enemies haue hearde of my trouble, and are glad therof because thou hast done it: and thou hast brought foorth the time which thou calledst, when they also shal be lyke vnto me.
22 Let all their wickednesse come before thee, and do thou to them as thou hast done vnto me for all my trespasses: for my sorowe is very great, and my heart is heauy.
13 Haue mercy on me O God: consider the trouble whiche I suffer of them that hate me, lift me vp from the gates of death.
1 A song of high degrees, of Dauid. If God him selfe had not ben of our side Israel may now say:
2 if God him self had not ben of our side when men rose vp against vs,
11 Because God hath loosed my corde and humbled me, they haue loosed the bridle before me.
12 Upon my right hande ryse the young men against me, they haue hurt my feete, treading vpon me as vpon the wayes of their destruction.
15 I am in miserie, I labour euen from my youth with the panges of death: I haue suffered thy terrours, and I am styll in doubt.
1 I am the man that thorowe the rodde of his wrath haue experience of miserie.
1 A song of high degrees. O God be mindfull of Dauid: with all his affliction.
12 Thus sayth the Lorde: Though ye be in concorde, and also many, yet so shall ye be cut downe, and passe: & though I haue afflicted thee O Hierusalem yet will I trouble thee no more.
10 They haue opened their mouthes wide vpon me, and smitten me vpon the cheeke dispitefully, they gather the selues together against me.
18 The Lorde hath greatly chastened me: but he hath not geuen me ouer vnto death.
1 A song of high degrees. Out of the deepe I haue called vnto thee O God: O Lorde heare my voyce.
19 Great are the troubles of the righteous: but God deliuereth him out of all.
13 Thou hast thrust sore at me, that I might fall: but God dyd ayde me
10 I beleued, therfore I wyll speake: I was sore afflicted,
10 And I sayde, this is my death: but the ryght hande of the most hyghest may graunt me yeres.
15 But in mine aduersitie they reioysed and gathered them together: yea, the very abiectes came together against me, yer I wyst they rented me a peeces and ceassed not.
35 They haue beaten me shalt thou say and I was not sicke, they haue stricken me, and I felt it not: When I am well wakened, I wil go to the drinke again.
12 For innumerable troubles are come about me, my sinnes haue taken such holde vpon me that I am not able to loke vp: yea they are mo in number then the heeres of my head, & my heart hath fayled me.
15 My time is in thy hande, deliuer me from the hande of mine enemies: and from them that persecute me.
43 Many a time dyd God deliuer them, but they rebelled against hym with their owne inuentions: and were brought downe for their wickednes.
157 There be many that do persecute me and be myne aduersaries: yet I do not swarue from thy testimonies.
19 Consider myne enemies, for they do multiplie: and they beare a tirannous hate against me.
39 But when they do fall from God, they are diminished & brought low: through oppression, calamitie, & griefe of minde.
22 Deliuer me, for truely I am afflicted: and I am poore, and my heart is wounded within me.
18 He hath redeemed my soule through peace from the battayle that was against me: for there were many with me.
71 It is good for me that I am brought into miserie: by that meanes I shall learne thy statutes.
5 The proude haue layde a snare for me, and spread a net abroade with coardes in the high wayes: they haue set trappes for me. Selah.
6 They haue prepared a net for my feete, that some man might presse downe my soule: they haue digged a pit before me, and are fallen into the midst of it them selues. Selah.
16 Lorde, in trouble haue they visited thee, they powred out their prayer whe thy chastening was vpon them.
3 Lo, ten times haue ye reproched me, and are not ashamed, but haue laughed me to scorne.
16 Therfore is my soule now powred out vpon me, and the dayes of my trouble haue taken hold vpon me.
1 A song of high degrees. When I was in trouble I called vpon God: and he hearde me.
16 Turne thy face vnto me, and haue mercie vpon me: for I am desolate and in miserie.
67 Before I felt affliction I swarued out of the way: but nowe I kepe thy word.
84 Howe many are the dayes of thy seruaunt? when wilt thou geue iudgement agaynst them that persecute me?
17 Thou O God hast taught me from my youth: and hytherto I can well declare thy wonderous workes.
107 I am troubled aboue measure: quicken me O God accordyng vnto thy worde.
4 Lest myne enemie say, I haue preuayled agaynst hym: lest they that trouble me reioyce yf I shoulde be remoued.
3 Deliuer me from the voyce of the enemie, and from the present affliction of the wicked: for they are minded to do me mischiefe, and are set malitiously against me.
16 For dogges are come about me, the assemble of the wicked lay siege agaynst me: they haue pearced my handes and my feete, I may tell all my bones.