Psalms 38:10
My heart panteth, my strength hath fayled me: and the lyght of myne eyes is gone from me.
My heart panteth, my strength hath fayled me: and the lyght of myne eyes is gone from me.
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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.
6I am become crooked, and am exceedingly pulled downe: I go a mourning all the day long.
7For my loynes are filled with heate: and there is no whole part in my body.
8I am feeble and sore smitten: I haue rored for the very disquietnesse of my heart.
9Lorde thou knowest all my desire: and my gronyng is not hyd from thee.
82Myne eyes haue faynted after thy worde: whylest I say, when wilt thou comfort me.
4And my spirite is ouerwhelmed within me: and my heart is desolate in the midst of me.
18I thought in my selfe, I am vndone, there is no hope for me in the Lorde.
7Myne eye is dimme for very heauinesse, and all my strength is lyke a shadowe.
3For my dayes are consumed away like smoke: and my bones are burnt vp as though they were a firebrande.
4My heart is smitten downe and wythered lyke grasse: because I did forget to eate my bread.
5Through the noyse of my gronyng: my bones wyll scase cleaue to my fleshe.
26My fleshe and my heart fayleth: but God is the strength of my heart, and my portion for euer.
22Deliuer me, for truely I am afflicted: and I am poore, and my heart is wounded within me.
23I passe away like a vading shadowe: and I am dryuen from place to place lyke the grashopper.
24My knees are weake through fasting: my fleshe is dryed vp for want of fatnesse.
7Mine eye is almost put out through griefe: and worne out through all mine enemies.
11My louers and my neygbours dyd stande on the other syde lokyng vpon my plague: and my kinsmen stoode a farre of.
18I woulde haue had comfort against sorowe: but sorowe is come vpon me, and heauinesse vexeth my heart.
4My heart trembleth within me: and the feare of death is fallen vpon me.
17Therefore our heart is full of heauinesse, and our eyes dimme.
14I 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.
15My strength is dried vp like a potsheard, & my tongue cleaueth to my gummes: and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
3I am weery of crying, my throte is drye: my syght fayleth me through the long attendaunce that I haue geuen vpon my Lorde.
4My heart panted, fearefulnesse came vpon me: the nyght of my voluptuousnesse hath he turned agaynst me into feare.
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.
11My dayes are past, and my counsailes and thoughtes of my heart are vanished away,
12Myne age is folden together & taken away from me lyke a sheepheardes cotage, I haue hewen of my lyfe by my sinnes, lyke as a weauer cutteth of his webbe: He wyll with pinyng sicknesse make an ende of me, yea he wyll make an ende of me in one day.
7Make 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.
10I thought I shoulde haue gone to the gates of hell when myne age was shortened, and haue wanted the residue of my yeres.
28My soule melteth away for very heauinesse: comfort thou me accordyng to thy worde.
13Oh spare me a litle, that I may recouer my strength: before I go hence, and be no more seene.
51Mine eyes breaketh my heart, because of all the daughters of my citie.
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.
17Because I am disposed to a haltyng: and my sorowe is euer in my syght.
1My breath is corrupt, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes doore.
2My soule hath a desire and a longing to enter into the courtes of God: my heart and my flesh leapeth with ioy for to go to the liuing Lorde.
123Myne eyes haue faynted with lokyng for thy saluation: and for the worde of thy ryghteousnesse.
16Therfore 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.
13Is it not so that there is in me no helpe? & that my substaunce is taken from me?
16Therfore is my soule now powred out vpon me, and the dayes of my trouble haue taken hold vpon me.
3Loke downe and heare me O God my Lorde: lighten myne eyes, lest that I sleepe in death.
16My face is withered with weeping, & in mine eyes is the shadowe of death.
9My sight fayleth through my affliction O God: I haue called dayly vpon thee, I haue stretched out mine handes vnto thee.
23he afflicted my strength in the way, he shortened my dayes.
11My dayes fade away lyke a shadowe: and I am wythered lyke grasse.
9Cast me not away in the tyme of age: forsake me not when my strength fayleth me.
22And 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.
16Turne thy face vnto me, and haue mercie vpon me: for I am desolate and in miserie.