Psalms 31:9

Bishops' Bible (1568)

Haue mercy vpon me O God, for I am in distresse: mine eye, my soule, and my belly be consumed for very heauinesse.

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  • Ps 6:7 : 7 Mine eye is almost put out through griefe: and worne out through all mine enemies.
  • Ps 88:9 : 9 My sight fayleth through my affliction O God: I haue called dayly vpon thee, I haue stretched out mine handes vnto thee.
  • Ps 102:3-5 : 3 For my dayes are consumed away like smoke: and my bones are burnt vp as though they were a firebrande. 4 My heart is smitten downe and wythered lyke grasse: because I did forget to eate my bread. 5 Through the noyse of my gronyng: my bones wyll scase cleaue to my fleshe.
  • Ps 107:10 : 10 Suche as sit in darknesse and in the shadowe of death: beyng fast bounde in miserie and iron.
  • Lam 4:17 : 17 Wherefore yet our eyes fayled vs, whyles we looked for our vayne helpe, seeing we euer wayted vpon a people that coulde do vs no good.
  • Lam 5:17 : 17 Therefore our heart is full of heauinesse, and our eyes dimme.
  • Job 17:7 : 7 Myne eye is dimme for very heauinesse, and all my strength is lyke a shadowe.
  • Job 33:19-22 : 19 He chasteneth hym with sickenesse vpon his bedde, he layeth sore punishement vpon his bones: 20 So that his lyfe may away with no bread, and his soule abhorreth to eate any dayntie meate: 21 In so much that his body is cleane consumed away, and his bones appeare which before were not seene. 22 His soule draweth vnto the graue, and his lyfe to death.
  • Ps 6:1-2 : 1 To the chiefe musition on Neginoth vpon eyght, a psalme of Dauid. O God rebuke me not in thine indignation: neither chasten me in thy wrath. 2 Haue mercy on me O God, for I am weake: O God heale me, for my bones be very sore.
  • Ps 22:14-15 : 14 I am as it were into water resolued, and all my bones are out of ioynt: my heart also is like waxe melted in the middest of my bowels. 15 My strength is dried vp like a potsheard, & my tongue cleaueth to my gummes: and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
  • Ps 38:1-9 : 1 A psalme of Dauid to reduce in remembraunce. Rebuke me not O God in thyne anger: neither chasten me in thy heauie displeasure. 2 For thyne arrowes sticke fast in me: and thy hande presseth me sore. 3 There is no helath in my flesh through thy displeasure: neither is there any rest in my bones by reason of my sinne. 4 For my manyfolde wickednes is gone ouer my head: and like a sore burthen is to heauie for me to beare. 5 My woundes stinke and are corrupt: through my foolishnes. 6 I am become crooked, and am exceedingly pulled downe: I go a mourning all the day long. 7 For my loynes are filled with heate: and there is no whole part in my body. 8 I am feeble and sore smitten: I haue rored for the very disquietnesse of my heart. 9 Lorde thou knowest all my desire: and my gronyng is not hyd from thee. 10 My heart panteth, my strength hath fayled me: and the lyght of myne eyes is gone from me.
  • Ps 44:25 : 25 For our soule is brought lowe vnto the dust: our belly cleaueth vnto the grounde.
  • Ps 66:14 : 14 whiche I promised with my lippes, and spake with my mouth when I was in trouble.
  • Ps 73:14 : 14 All the day long I haue ben scourged: and chastened euery mornyng.
  • Ps 73:26 : 26 My fleshe and my heart fayleth: but God is the strength of my heart, and my portion for euer.
  • Ps 88:3-5 : 3 For my soule is full of miserie: and my life toucheth the graue. 4 I am counted as one of them that go downe vnto the pit: and I am nowe become a man that hath no strength. 5 I am free among the dead: like such as beyng kylled lye in a graue, whom thou remembrest no more, and are cut away from thy hande.

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  • 10 For my life is wasted with sorow, and mine eares with mourning: my strength fayleth me because of mine iniquitie, and my bones are putrified.

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    7 Mine eye is almost put out through griefe: and worne out through all mine enemies.

  • 20 Consider (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.

  • Ps 25:16-17
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    16 Turne thy face vnto me, and haue mercie vpon me: for I am desolate and in miserie.

    17 The sorowes of myne heart are encreased: O bryng thou me out of my distresse.

  • Ps 6:2-4
    3 verses
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    2 Haue mercy on me O God, for I am weake: O God heale me, for my bones be very sore.

    3 My soule also is greatly troubled: but O God howe long shall I be in this case?

    4 Turne thee O God, and deliuer my soule: Oh saue me for thy mercies sake.

  • 7 I wyll be glad and reioyce in thy louing kindnes: for that thou hast considered my trouble, and hast knowen my soule in aduersities.

  • 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.

  • 7 Myne eye is dimme for very heauinesse, and all my strength is lyke a shadowe.

  • Ps 38:8-10
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    8 I am feeble and sore smitten: I haue rored for the very disquietnesse of my heart.

    9 Lorde thou knowest all my desire: and my gronyng is not hyd from thee.

    10 My heart panteth, my strength hath fayled me: and the lyght of myne eyes is gone from me.

  • 22 Deliuer me, for truely I am afflicted: and I am poore, and my heart is wounded within me.

  • 16 Therfore is my soule now powred out vpon me, and the dayes of my trouble haue taken hold vpon me.

  • 4 I sayde, O God be mercifull vnto me: heale my soule, for I haue sinned agaynst thee.

  • 9 My sight fayleth through my affliction O God: I haue called dayly vpon thee, I haue stretched out mine handes vnto thee.

  • 82 Myne eyes haue faynted after thy worde: whylest I say, when wilt thou comfort me.

  • Ps 143:3-4
    2 verses
    77%

    3 For the enemie hath persecuted my soule, he hath smitten my lyfe downe to the grounde: he hath layde me in darknesse as men that haue ben long dead.

    4 And my spirite is ouerwhelmed within me: and my heart is desolate in the midst of me.

  • 3 I am weery of crying, my throte is drye: my syght fayleth me through the long attendaunce that I haue geuen vpon my Lorde.

  • 8 For mine eyes loke vnto thee O God the Lorde: in thee is my trust, cast not my soule out of me.

  • 16 My face is withered with weeping, & in mine eyes is the shadowe of death.

  • 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.

  • 10 Heare me O God, and haue mercy vppon me: O God be thou my helper.

  • 21 Ueryly thus was my heart inflamed: thus was my reynes pricked.

  • 22 And 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.

  • 123 Myne eyes haue faynted with lokyng for thy saluation: and for the worde of thy ryghteousnesse.

  • 26 Helpe me O my Lorde: oh saue me according to thy mercy.

  • 3 For my soule is full of miserie: and my life toucheth the graue.

  • 16 Therfore do I weepe, and mine eyes gushe out of water: for the comfort that shoulde quicken me is farre fro me, my children are driuen away: for why? the enemie hath gotten the vpper hande.

  • 11 All her people seeke their bread with heauinesse, and loke what precious thyng euery man hath, that geueth he for meate to saue his lyfe: Consider O Lorde, and see howe vile I am become.

  • 1 To the chiefe musition (to be song lyke vnto the song beginning) destroy not, a golden psalme of Dauid, when he fled from Saul into the caue. Be mercifull vnto me O Lorde, be mercifull vnto me: for my soule trusteth in thee, and vnder the shadowe of thy wynges wyll I trust, vntyll this tiranny be ouerpast.

  • 11 For thy names sake O God thou wilt cause me to lyue: and for thy righteousnesse sake thou wilt bryng my soule out of trouble.

  • 3 Loke downe and heare me O God my Lorde: lighten myne eyes, lest that I sleepe in death.

  • 3 The snares of death compassed me rounde about: and the paynes of hell toke holde on me. I founde anguishe and heauinesse,

  • 28 My soule melteth away for very heauinesse: comfort thou me accordyng to thy worde.

  • 17 Because I am disposed to a haltyng: and my sorowe is euer in my syght.

  • 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.

  • 51 Mine eyes breaketh my heart, because of all the daughters of my citie.

  • 6 I am become crooked, and am exceedingly pulled downe: I go a mourning all the day long.

  • 4 My heart trembleth within me: and the feare of death is fallen vpon me.

  • 10 Take thy plague away from me: I am euen consumed by the meanes of thy heauy hande.

  • 3 Haue mercy vpon vs O God, haue mercy vpon vs: for we haue suffered enough of dispite.

  • 7 Make speede, hearken vnto me O God, my spirite waxeth faynt: hyde not thy face from me, for I am lyke vnto them that go downe into the pyt.

  • 14 I am as it were into water resolued, and all my bones are out of ioynt: my heart also is like waxe melted in the middest of my bowels.

  • 13 Oh spare me a litle, that I may recouer my strength: before I go hence, and be no more seene.

  • 19 Alas howe am I hurt? alas howe paynefull are my scourges vnto me? for I consider this sorowe by my selfe, and I must suffer it.

  • 18 I woulde haue had comfort against sorowe: but sorowe is come vpon me, and heauinesse vexeth my heart.