Psalms 39:10
Take thy plague away from me: I am euen consumed by the meanes of thy heauy hande.
Take thy plague away from me: I am euen consumed by the meanes of thy heauy hande.
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21Withdrawe thyne hande from me, and let not the fearefull dreade of thee make me afrayde.
1A psalme of Dauid to reduce in remembraunce. Rebuke me not O God in thyne anger: neither chasten me in thy heauie displeasure.
2For thyne arrowes sticke fast in me: and thy hande presseth me sore.
11Thou doest chasten man, rebukyng him for sinne: thou as a moth doest consume his excellencie, for in very deede euery man is but vanitie. Selah.
7Whereas thou knowest whether I shall do wickedly or no, and that none can deliuer me out of thyne hande.
8Thy handes haue made me, & fashioned me altogether rounde about, wilt thou then destroy me?
21Thou art become myne enemie, and with thy violent hande thou takest part against me.
8Delyuer me from all my offences: and make me not a rebuke vnto the foolishe.
9I became dumbe, and opened not my mouth: for it was thy doyng.
11Why withdrawest thou thy hande, yea thy right hande? consume them, drawing it out of thy bosome.
9O that God would begin and smite me, that he would let his hand go and take me cleane away:
13Oh spare me a litle, that I may recouer my strength: before I go hence, and be no more seene.
16Thyne indignation hath gone ouer me: and thy terrours haue vndone me.
24Therefore chasten thou me O Lord, but with fauour, and not in thy wrath, lest thou bring me vtterly to naught.
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.
16It is brent with fire and cut downe: they shall perishe at the rebuke of thy countenaunce.
17Let thy hande be vpon the man of thy right hande: and vpon the sonne of man whom thou hast fortified for thyne owne selfe.
10because of thine indignation and wrath: for thou hast set me vp, and cast me downe.
3Against me is he turned, he turneth his hande dayly against me.
4My flesh and my skinne hath he made olde, and my bones hath he bruised.
1I am the man that thorowe the rodde of his wrath haue experience of miserie.
19He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like asshes and dust.
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.
21Haue pitie vpon me, haue pitie vpon me, O ye my friendes, for the hande of God hath touched me.
4For thy hande is heauie vpon me day and night: and my moysture is like the drouth in sommer. Selah.
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
20Are not my dayes fewe? Let him then leaue of fro me, and let me a lone, that I may comfort my selfe a litle,
4O God make me to knowe mine ende, and the number of my dayes: that I may be certified howe long I haue to lyue.
5Behold thou hast made my dayes as it were an hand breadth long, & mine age is euen as nothing before thee: truely euery man is al together vanitie. Selah.
2I will say vnto God: O do not condempne me, but shewe me wherefore thou contendest so with me?
8And that thou hast filled me with wrinckles my fleshe is recorde, and my leanenesse ryseth vp against me and beareth witnes thereof in my face.
17He hath put my soule out of rest, I forget all good thinges.
9He hath spoyled me of myne honour, and taken the crowne away from my head.
34Let hym take his rodde away from me, yea let hym make me no more afrayde of him,
15My strength is dried vp like a potsheard, & my tongue cleaueth to my gummes: and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
19But I am as a meeke lambe, an oxe that is caryed away to be slayne, not knowing that they had deuised suche a counsell against me saying, We wyll destroy his meate with wood, and driue him out of the lande of the liuing, that his name shall neuer be thought vpon.
22Then let myne arme fall fro my shoulder, and myne arme holes be broken from the bone.
23For I haue euer feared the vengeaunce and punishment of God, and knewe very well that I was not able to beare his burthen.
14Wherefore do I beare my fleshe in my teeth, and put my soule in myne handes?
7Thyne indignation sore presseth me: and thou hast vexed me with all thy stormes. Selah.
11He hath marred my wayes, and broken me in peeces, he hath layde me waste altogether.
9Turne thy face from my sinnes: and wype out all my misdeedes.
14All the day long I haue ben scourged: and chastened euery mornyng.
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.
15My time is in thy hande, deliuer me from the hande of mine enemies: and from them that persecute me.
10They haue opened their mouthes wide vpon me, and smitten me vpon the cheeke dispitefully, they gather the selues together against me.
19Why goest thou not fro me, nor lettest me alone, so long till I may swalowe downe my spyttle?
3For my dayes are consumed away like smoke: and my bones are burnt vp as though they were a firebrande.
3Lo, ten times haue ye reproched me, and are not ashamed, but haue laughed me to scorne.