Psalms 25:18
Loke thou vpon myne aduersitie and vpon my labour: and forgeue me all my sinne.
Loke thou vpon myne aduersitie and vpon my labour: and forgeue me all my sinne.
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20Consider (O Lorde) howe I am troubled, my wombe is disquieted, my heart turneth about in me, and I am full of heauinesse, because I rebelled stubburnly: the sworde hurteth me without, and within I am lyke vnto death.
21They 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.
22Let 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.
15Myne eyes be alwayes turned vnto God: for he wyll take my feete out of the net.
16Turne thy face vnto me, and haue mercie vpon me: for I am desolate and in miserie.
17The sorowes of myne heart are encreased: O bryng thou me out of my distresse.
19Consider myne enemies, for they do multiplie: and they beare a tirannous hate against me.
9Turne thy face from my sinnes: and wype out all my misdeedes.
17Because I am disposed to a haltyng: and my sorowe is euer in my syght.
18Because I confesse my wickednesse: and am sory for my sinne.
11Pardon thou therfore for thy name sake O God my wickednesse: for it is very great.
23Yet Lorde thou knowest all their counsayle, that they haue deuised to slay me, forgeue not their wickednesse, and let not their sinnes be put out of thy sight, but let them be iudged before thee as giltie: this do thou vnto them in the tyme of thine indignation.
1To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid when the prophete Nathan came vnto hym after he was gone in to Bethsabe. Haue mercie on me O Lorde accordyng to thy louyng kindnesse: accordyng vnto the multitudes of thy mercies wype out my wickednesse.
2Washe me throughly from myne iniquitie: and clense me from my sinne.
3For I do acknowledge my wickednesse: and my sinne is euer before me.
4Agaynst thee, only agaynst thee I haue sinned and done this euyll in thy sight: that thou mightest be iustified in thy saying, and founde pure when thou art iudged.
4I sayde, O God be mercifull vnto me: heale my soule, for I haue sinned agaynst thee.
4For my manyfolde wickednes is gone ouer my head: and like a sore burthen is to heauie for me to beare.
23How many are my misdeedes and sinnes? let me knowe my transgressions and offences.
24Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and holdest me for thyne enemie?
7Oh remember not thou the sinnes and offences of my youth: but accordyng to thy mercie euen of thy goodnesse O God remember me.
5Therfore I haue made knowen my faultes vnto thee, and my righteousnes haue I not hid: I sayd I will confesse my wickednes vnto God, and thou forgauest the vnrighteousnes of my sinne. Selah.
13Haue mercy on me O God: consider the trouble whiche I suffer of them that hate me, lift me vp from the gates of death.
9Haue mercy vpon me O God, for I am in distresse: mine eye, my soule, and my belly be consumed for very heauinesse.
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.
12For 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.
3My misdeedes haue preuayled against me: oh be thou mercifull vnto our wicked transgressions.
17Beholde, bitter as gall was my pensiuenesse, so sore longed I for health, and it was thy pleasure to deliuer my lyfe from the filthy pit: for thou it is O Lorde that hast cast all my sinnes behynde thy backe.
7I wyll be glad and reioyce in thy louing kindnes: for that thou hast considered my trouble, and hast knowen my soule in aduersities.
153Resh Beholde myne affliction & deliuer me: for I haue not forgotten thy lawe.
5God thou knowest my folly: and my faultes are not hyd from thee.
14If I dyd sinne, thou haddest an eye vnto me, and shalt not pronounce me innocent from myne offence.
16For now thou numbrest all my goinges, and geuest no delay vnto my sinne.
17Myne iniquitie is sealed vp as it were in a bagge, and thou addest punishement vnto my wickednesse.
17He hath put my soule out of rest, I forget all good thinges.
59O Lorde, thou hast seene my wrong, take thou my cause vpon thee.
9Lorde thou knowest all my desire: and my gronyng is not hyd from thee.
19O remember yet my miserie and my trouble, the wormewood and the gall.
50And be mercyfull vnto thy people that haue sinned against thee, and vnto all their iniquities wherby they haue done wickedly against thee, & get thou them the fauour of those whiche led them away captiue, that they may haue compassion on them.
8Delyuer me from all my offences: and make me not a rebuke vnto the foolishe.
23Searche me to the quicke O Lorde, and knowe thou myne heart: proue me and knowe thou my thoughtes.
28Then am I afrayde of all my sorowes, for I knowe that thou wilt not iudge me innocent.
6That thou makest such inquisition for my wickednes, and searchest out my sinne?
15O Lorde thou knowest, therfore remember me, and visite me, reuenge me of my persecutours: take me not from this life in the tyme of thine anger, thou knowest that for thy sake I suffer rebuke.
22Repent therefore of this thy wickednesse, & praye God, if perhaps ye thought of thyne heart may be forgeuen thee.
2Haue mercy on me O God, for I am weake: O God heale me, for my bones be very sore.
8O remember not against vs sinnes that be past, with all speede let thy tender mercy preuent vs: for we are brought very lowe.
16Therfore is my soule now powred out vpon me, and the dayes of my trouble haue taken hold vpon me.
12Haue ye no regarde all ye that go foreby, beholde & see yf there be any sorowe lyke vnto mine, wherwith the Lorde hath troubled me in the day of his fearefull wrath.
24wherfore hydest thou thy face, and forgettest our miserie and tribulation?