Psalms 35:13
Neuerthelesse, when they were sicke I did put on sackcloth: I afflicted my soule with fasting, and my prayer returned into myne owne bosome.
Neuerthelesse, when they were sicke I did put on sackcloth: I afflicted my soule with fasting, and my prayer returned into myne owne bosome.
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14 I kept them company whersoeuer they went, as though they had ben my frende or brother: I went heauyly, as one that mourned for his mother.
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.
10 And I wept chastenyng my soule with fastyng: and that was turned to my reproofe.
11 Also I put on sackcloth for my garment: and they iested at me.
12 They rewarded me euill for good: to the great discomfort of my soule.
3 And I turned my face vnto the Lord God, and sought by prayer and supplication, with fasting, sackcloth, and asshes.
15 I haue sowed a sackecloth vpon my skinne, and wallowed my head in the dust.
16 My face is withered with weeping, & in mine eyes is the shadowe of death.
18 For the vehemencie of sorowe is my garment chaunged, whiche compasseth me about as the coller of my coote.
19 He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like asshes and dust.
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.
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.
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.
20 Yea thou shalt remember them, for my soule melteth away in me.
4 I sayde, O God be mercifull vnto me: heale my soule, for I haue sinned agaynst thee.
27 My bowels seethe in me without rest, for the dayes of my trouble are come vpon me.
28 I went mourning without heate, I stoode vp in the congregation, & communed with them.
25 Dyd not I weepe with hym that was in trouble? Had not my soule compassion vpon the poore?
21 Ueryly thus was my heart inflamed: thus was my reynes pricked.
9 Haue mercy vpon me O God, for I am in distresse: mine eye, my soule, and my belly be consumed for very heauinesse.
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.
24 My knees are weake through fasting: my fleshe is dryed vp for want of fatnesse.
25 I am become also a reproche vnto them: they gase vpon me and they shake their head.
33 Haue I kept secrete my sinne, and hyd myne iniquitie, as Adam dyd?
5 Thinke ye this fast pleaseth me, that a man shoulde chasten hym selfe for a day? and to hang downe his head like a bulrushe, and to lye vpon the earth in an heerie cloth? Should that be called fasting, or a day that pleaseth the Lord?
16 Therfore is my soule now powred out vpon me, and the dayes of my trouble haue taken hold vpon me.
18 I woulde haue had comfort against sorowe: but sorowe is come vpon me, and heauinesse vexeth my heart.
9 For I haue eaten asshes as it were bread, and mingled my drynke with weepyng,
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.
26 Let them be put to confusion & shame all together that reioyce at my trouble: let them be clothed with rebuke and dishonour that exalt them selues against me.
16 Turne thy face vnto me, and haue mercie vpon me: for I am desolate and in miserie.
18 Because I confesse my wickednesse: and am sory for my sinne.
3 For whyle I helde my tongue: my bones consumed away through my dayly roaring.
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.
2 In the tyme of my trouble I sought the Lorde: my hande all the nyght catched & ceassed not, my soule refused comfort.
22 Deliuer me, for truely I am afflicted: and I am poore, and my heart is wounded within me.
24 For my sighes come before I eate, and my roringes are powred out like the water:
6 Wherefore I geue myne owne selfe the blame, and take repentaunce in the dust and asshes.
19 Yea assoone as thou turnest me, I shall refourme my selfe, and when I vnderstande, I shall smite vpon my thygh: For veryly I haue committed shamefull thynges: for I haue borne the reproofe and confusion of my youth.
4 For the loue that I bare vnto them, they are become mine aduersaries: but I geue my selfe vnto prayer.
12 Truely he was not mine enemie that hath done me this dishonour, for then I coulde haue borne it: neither was he one that seemed to hate me that dyd magnifie hym selfe against me, for then I woulde haue hyd my selfe from him.
20 Reproofe hath broke my heart a peeces, I am full of heauinesse: I loked for some to haue pitie on me, but there was none, and for some that shoulde comfort me, but I coulde fynde none.
1 When Hezekia hearde that, he rent his clothes, and put on sackcloth, and went into the temple of the Lorde.
15 What shall I say? The Lorde hath made a promise to me, yea and he hym selfe hath perfourmed it: I shall therefore so long as I lyue remember this bitternesse of my lyfe.
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.
5 Through the noyse of my gronyng: my bones wyll scase cleaue to my fleshe.
27 And it fortuned, that whe Ahab heard those wordes, he rent his clothes, and put sackcloth about his flesh, and fasted, and lay in sackcloth & wene bare foote.