Psalms 39:11
Thou 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.
Thou 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.
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10Take thy plague away from me: I am euen consumed by the meanes of thy heauy hande.
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.
6Truely man walketh in a vayne shadowe, truely he and all his do disquiet them selues in vayne: he heapeth vp riches, & can not tel who shal vse them.
3O God, what is man that thou doest knowe hym? what is the sonne of man that thou doest thynke of hym?
4Man is lyke a thyng of naught: his dayes be lyke a shadowe that passeth away.
2O ye sonnes of men, how long wyll ye go about to bryng my glory to confusion? ye loue vanitie, ye seeke after lyes. Selah.
45Thou hast shortened the dayes of his youth: and thou hast couered him with shame. Selah.
46O God howe long wylt thou hyde thy selfe? for euer? shall thy wrath burne lyke fire?
47Remember what I am, howe short my tyme is of lyfe: wherfore hast thou created in vayne all the sonnes of men?
2He commeth vp, and is cut downe like a floure: He fleeth as it were a shadow, and neuer continueth in one state.
3Doest thou open thyne eyes vpon such one, and bringest me into thy iudgement?
17What is man that thou doest magnifie him? and that thou settest thy heart vpon him?
11Many thinges there be that encrease vanitie, and what hath a man els?
28And I as a rotten thing do consume away, as a garment that is moth eaten.
16It is brent with fire and cut downe: they shall perishe at the rebuke of thy countenaunce.
11Yea, that thou mourne not at the last, when thou hast spent thy bodye and lustie youth, and then say:
15All fleshe shall come to naught at once, and all men shall turne againe vnto dust.
19Howe much more in them that dwel in houses of clay, and whose foundation is but dust, which shall be consumed as it were with a moth?
24Therefore chasten thou me O Lord, but with fauour, and not in thy wrath, lest thou bring me vtterly to naught.
9As for the chyldren of men, they be onlye but vanitie, the chyldren of lordes be but a lye: vpon the wayghtes they be altogether lighter then vanitie in selfe.
22Ceasse therfore from man in whose nosethrilles there is breath: for wherin is he to be accompted of?
39Wherefore then murmureth the liuing man? let hym murmure at his owne sinne.
3Thou turnest man most miserable euen vnto dust: thou sayest also, O ye children of men returne you into dust.
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.
41All they that go by the way spoyle hym: he is become a rebuke vnto his neyghbours.
6Howe much more then man that is but corruption, and the sonne of man which is but a worme?
10Decke thy selfe now with excellencie and maiestie, and araye thy selfe with beautie and glory:
11Cast abrode the indignation of thy wrath, and beholde euery one that is proude, and abase him:
12Neuerthelesse, man can not abyde in such honour: he is but lyke vnto bruite beastes that perishe.
11God knoweth the thoughtes of man: that they are but vanitie.
12Heare my prayer O God, and geue eares to my crying, holde not thy peace at my teares: for I am a strauger with thee, and a soiourner as all my fathers were.
17Behold, blessed is the man whom God correcteth, therefore refuse not thou the chastening of the almightie:
21As is the fining pot for the siluer, and the furnace for golde: so is a man tryed by the mouth of him that prayseth him.
11For the sunne hath rysen with heate, and the grasse hath withered, and his flowre hath fallen away, & the beautie of the fashion of it hath perished: So also shall the ryche man fade away in his wayes.
3Shoulde thy lies make men holde their peace, and when thou mockest others shall no man make thee ashamed?
24Remember that thou do magnifie his worke which men do praise,
5Therfore the Lord wyll destroy thee for euer: he wyll take thee and plucke thee out of thy dwelling, and roote thee out of the lande of the liuing. Selah.
8If a man lyue many yeres, and be glad in them all, let hym remember the dayes of darknesse whiche shalbe manye, and that foloweth: Al thinges shalbe but vanitie.
9Be glad then (O thou young man) in thy youth, and let thy heart be merie in thy young dayes, folowe the wayes of thyne owne heart, and the lust of thyne eyes, but be thou sure that God shall bryng thee into iudgement for all these thinges.
10Put away displeasure out of thine heart, and remoue euill from thy body: for chyldhood and youth is but vanitie.
15The dayes of man are as the dayes of an hearbe: he florisheth as a flowre in the fielde.
4Hast thou fleshy eyes? or doest thou loke as a man loketh?
5Or are thy dayes as the dayes of man? and thy yeres as mans yeres?
30What wylt thou nowe do, thou being destroyed? For though thou clothest thy selfe with scarlet, and deckest thee with golde, though thou payntest thy face with colours nowe, yet shalt thou trimme thy selfe in vayne: For those that hitherto haue ben thy louers, shall abhorre thee, and go about to slay thee.
1To the chiefe musition, a wyse instruction of Dauid, when Doeg the Edomite came to Saul and tolde him, saying: Dauid is come to the house of Achimelek. Why boastest thy self thou tiraunt of mischiefe? the goodnes of God dayly endureth.
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.
6In the mornyng it florisheth and groweth vp: in the euenyng it is cut downe and wythered.
5My fleshe is clothed with wormes and dust of the earth: my skinne is withered and become horrible.
1He that is stifnecked and wyll not be refourmed, shall sodaynly be destroyed without any helpe.