Psalms 38:1
A psalme of Dauid to reduce in remembraunce. Rebuke me not O God in thyne anger: neither chasten me in thy heauie displeasure.
A psalme of Dauid to reduce in remembraunce. Rebuke me not O God in thyne anger: neither chasten me in thy heauie displeasure.
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1To 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.
2Haue mercy on me O God, for I am weake: O God heale me, for my bones be very sore.
2For thyne arrowes sticke fast in me: and thy hande presseth me sore.
3There is no helath in my flesh through thy displeasure: neither is there any rest in my bones by reason of my sinne.
24Therefore chasten thou me O Lord, but with fauour, and not in thy wrath, lest thou bring me vtterly to naught.
10Take thy plague away from me: I am euen consumed by the meanes of thy heauy hande.
11My sonne refuse not the chastening of the Lorde, neither faynt when thou art corrected of hym:
18The Lorde hath greatly chastened me: but he hath not geuen me ouer vnto death.
18And seeing there is wrath with God, beware lest he take thee away in thy wealth, & all that thou hast to redeeme thee can not deliuer thee.
8Delyuer me from all my offences: and make me not a rebuke vnto the foolishe.
21Forsake me not O God: O my Lorde be not thou farre fro me.
2I will say vnto God: O do not condempne me, but shewe me wherefore thou contendest so with me?
24Iudge me according to thy righteousnesse O God my Lorde: and let them not triumph ouer me.
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.
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.
31Surely of God onely it can be saide, I haue pardoned, I wyll not destroy.
42We haue ben dissemblers and haue offended, wylt thou therefore not be intreated?
43Thou hast couered vs in thy wrath, and persecuted vs: thou hast slayne vs without any fauour.
11Withdrawe not thou thy mercie from me O God: let thy louyng kyndnesse and thy trueth alway preserue me.
8Leaue of from wrath, and let go displeasure: fret not thy selfe, lest thou be moued to do euill.
21Withdrawe thyne hande from me, and let not the fearefull dreade of thee make me afrayde.
18Lest the Lorde when he seeth it be angry, and turne his wrath from hym vnto thee.
16Thyne indignation hath gone ouer me: and thy terrours haue vndone me.
7Thyne indignation sore presseth me: and thou hast vexed me with all thy stormes. Selah.
10because of thine indignation and wrath: for thou hast set me vp, and cast me downe.
1I am the man that thorowe the rodde of his wrath haue experience of miserie.
34Let hym take his rodde away from me, yea let hym make me no more afrayde of him,
11O let not the foote of pryde reache vnto me: and let not the hande of the vngodly make me to moue out of my place
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.
11Cast me not away from thy presence: and take not thy holy spirite from me.
4There is no displeasure in me, els when the vineyarde bringeth me foorth bryers and thornes I woulde go thorowe it by warre, and burne it vp together.
14All the day long I haue ben scourged: and chastened euery mornyng.
17Behold, blessed is the man whom God correcteth, therefore refuse not thou the chastening of the almightie:
46O God howe long wylt thou hyde thy selfe? for euer? shall thy wrath burne lyke fire?
13O God let it be thy pleasure to deliuer me: make haste O God to helpe me.
18Because I confesse my wickednesse: and am sory for my sinne.
5I wishe that the ryghteous woulde smite me and reproue me: for it is louing kyndnesse. But let not pretious baulmes breake mine head: for as yet euen my prayer is agaynst their wickednesse.
14I became euen as a man that heareth not: and who hath no replies in his mouth.
15For on thee O God I haue wayted: thou shalt aunswere for me O Lorde my God.
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.
21Ueryly thus was my heart inflamed: thus was my reynes pricked.
1To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid. Holde not thy tongue: O thou the Lorde of my prayse.
24Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and holdest me for thyne enemie?
12Wylt thou not be intreated O Lorde, for all this wylt thou holde thy peace, and scourge vs so sore?
16Lorde, in trouble haue they visited thee, they powred out their prayer whe thy chastening was vpon them.
21Thou hast rebuked those that be proude and cursed: who do erre from thy commaundementes.
13Oh spare me a litle, that I may recouer my strength: before I go hence, and be no more seene.
9Lorde thou knowest all my desire: and my gronyng is not hyd from thee.
10And I wept chastenyng my soule with fastyng: and that was turned to my reproofe.
22But thou hast banished vs vtterly, and hast ben displeased at vs.