Psalms 39:4

Bishops' Bible (1568)

O God make me to knowe mine ende, and the number of my dayes: that I may be certified howe long I haue to lyue.

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Referenced Verses

  • Ps 90:12 : 12 Make vs to knowe so our dayes, that we number them: and we wyll frame a heart vnto wisdome.
  • Ps 119:84 : 84 Howe many are the dayes of thy seruaunt? when wilt thou geue iudgement agaynst them that persecute me?
  • Job 14:13 : 13 O that thou wouldest hide me in the graue, & keepe me secret vntyl thy wrath were past, and to appoynt me a time wherein thou mightest remember me.
  • Ps 103:14 : 14 For he knoweth wherof we be made: he remembreth that we are but dust.

Similar Verses (AI)

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  • 5 Behold 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.

  • Ps 89:46-47
    2 verses
    79%

    46 O God howe long wylt thou hyde thy selfe? for euer? shall thy wrath burne lyke fire?

    47 Remember what I am, howe short my tyme is of lyfe: wherfore hast thou created in vayne all the sonnes of men?

  • Ps 144:3-4
    2 verses
    78%

    3 O God, what is man that thou doest knowe hym? what is the sonne of man that thou doest thynke of hym?

    4 Man is lyke a thyng of naught: his dayes be lyke a shadowe that passeth away.

  • Ps 90:11-12
    2 verses
    76%

    11 Who regardeth the force of thy wrath? for euen there after as a man feareth thee, so feeleth he thy displeasure.

    12 Make vs to knowe so our dayes, that we number them: and we wyll frame a heart vnto wisdome.

  • Ps 39:12-13
    2 verses
    76%

    12 Heare 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.

    13 Oh spare me a litle, that I may recouer my strength: before I go hence, and be no more seene.

  • Ps 102:23-24
    2 verses
    75%

    23 he afflicted my strength in the way, he shortened my dayes.

    24 But I say, O my God take me not away in the middest of myne age: as for thy yeres, they endure throughout all generations.

  • 10 Take thy plague away from me: I am euen consumed by the meanes of thy heauy hande.

  • 20 Are not my dayes fewe? Let him then leaue of fro me, and let me a lone, that I may comfort my selfe a litle,

  • 11 For what powre haue I to endure? And what is myne end, that my soule might be patient?

  • 1 My breath is corrupt, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes doore.

  • 5 Or are thy dayes as the dayes of man? and thy yeres as mans yeres?

  • 10 I thought I shoulde haue gone to the gates of hell when myne age was shortened, and haue wanted the residue of my yeres.

  • 23 Searche me to the quicke O Lorde, and knowe thou myne heart: proue me and knowe thou my thoughtes.

  • 12 Myne 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.

  • 11 My dayes are past, and my counsailes and thoughtes of my heart are vanished away,

  • 23 Sure I am that thou wilt bryng me vnto death, euen to the lodging that is due vnto all men liuing.

  • 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.

  • 23 How many are my misdeedes and sinnes? let me knowe my transgressions and offences.

  • 1 To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid. O God thou hast searched me to the quicke: and thou hast knowen me.

  • 7 And nowe Lord what wayte I after? truely my hope is euen in thee.

  • 11 My dayes fade away lyke a shadowe: and I am wythered lyke grasse.

  • 6 The knowledge that thou hast of me is marueylous: it is so high that I can not attayne vnto it.

  • 9 Lorde thou knowest all my desire: and my gronyng is not hyd from thee.

  • Ps 73:16-17
    2 verses
    72%

    16 Therfore I considered howe I might vnderstande this: but it was to paynefull in myne eyes.

    17 Untyll I went vnto the sanctuarie of God: and vnderstood the ende of them.

  • 5 The dayes of man surely are determined, the number of his monethes are knowen onely vnto thee, thou hast appoynted him his bondes which he can not go beyonde.

  • Job 7:16-17
    2 verses
    72%

    16 I can see no remedy, I shall liue no more: O spare me then, for my dayes are but vanitie.

    17 What is man that thou doest magnifie him? and that thou settest thy heart vpon him?

  • 1 A song of high degrees (made) of Dauid. O God I am not hygh mynded, I haue no proude lokes: I haue not vsed to walke in greater & waightier matters then I ought to do.

  • 24 Therefore chasten thou me O Lord, but with fauour, and not in thy wrath, lest thou bring me vtterly to naught.

  • 3 And nowe O Lorde, take I beseche thee my lyfe from me: for it is better for me to dye, then to lyue.

  • 49 Lorde where are become thy former olde louyng kyndnesses: which thou dydst sweare vnto Dauid by thy fayth that thou wouldest perfourme.

  • 5 God thou knowest my folly: and my faultes are not hyd from thee.

  • 4 Knowest thou not this of olde, and since God plaged man vpon earth,

  • 9 (For we are but of yesterday, and consider not that our dayes vpon earth are but a shadowe.)

  • 13 O that thou wouldest hide me in the graue, & keepe me secret vntyl thy wrath were past, and to appoynt me a time wherein thou mightest remember me.

  • 20 Put them in feare O God: that the Heathen may knowe them selues to be but men. Selah.

  • 8 Thy handes haue made me, & fashioned me altogether rounde about, wilt thou then destroy me?

  • 4 For there is not a word in my tongue: but beholde thou O Lorde knowest it altogether.

  • 33 He Teache me O God the way of thy statutes: and I wyll kepe it vnto the ende.

  • 14 For he knoweth wherof we be made: he remembreth that we are but dust.

  • 4 My flesh and my skinne hath he made olde, and my bones hath he bruised.

  • 4 Doth not he see my wayes, and tell all my goynges?

  • 4 And my spirite is ouerwhelmed within me: and my heart is desolate in the midst of me.

  • 8 Cause me to heare of thy louyng kindnesse betymes in the mornyng: for in thee is my trust. Make me to knowe the way that I shoulde walke in: for I lyft vp my soule vnto thee.