Psalms 6:7
Mine eye is almost put out through griefe: and worne out through all mine enemies.
Mine eye is almost put out through griefe: and worne out through all mine enemies.
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7 Myne eye is dimme for very heauinesse, and all my strength is lyke a shadowe.
9 Haue mercy vpon me O God, for I am in distresse: mine eye, my soule, and my belly be consumed for very heauinesse.
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.
11 I became a reprofe among al mine enemies, but especially among my neighbours: and they of mine acquaintaunce were afraide of me, and they that dyd see me without, conueyed them selues quickly fro me.
6 I am weerie of my groning: I washe my bed euery nyght, and I water my coutche with my teares.
16 My face is withered with weeping, & in mine eyes is the shadowe of death.
51 Mine eyes breaketh my heart, because of all the daughters of my citie.
10 My heart panteth, my strength hath fayled me: and the lyght of myne eyes is gone from me.
16 Therfore 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.
8 Away from me all workers of iniquitie: for God hath hearde the voyce of my weeping.
3 I am weery of crying, my throte is drye: my syght fayleth me through the long attendaunce that I haue geuen vpon my Lorde.
48 Whole riuers of water gushe out of mine eyes for the hurt of my people:
49 Myne eyes runne and cannot ceasse, for there is no rest:
20 My friendes geue me many wordes to scorne, and myne eye powreth out teares vnto God.
7 But now that God hath sent me aduersitie, thou hast troubled al my congregation.
8 And 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.
9 His wrath hath torne me he hateth me, & gnasheth vpon me with his teeth: myne enemie loketh fiercely vpon me with his eyes.
8 Myne enemies reuile me all the day long: and they that are in a rage against me, make their oth by me.
9 My sight fayleth through my affliction O God: I haue called dayly vpon thee, I haue stretched out mine handes vnto thee.
11 And myne eye shall see those that lye in wayte for me: myne eare shall heare the malitious persons that rise vp agaynst me.
82 Myne eyes haue faynted after thy worde: whylest I say, when wilt thou comfort me.
2 Howe long shall I seke counsayle in my soule, and be so vexed in mine heart euery day? howe long shall myne enemie triumph ouer me?
3 Loke downe and heare me O God my Lorde: lighten myne eyes, lest that I sleepe in death.
4 Lest myne enemie say, I haue preuayled agaynst hym: lest they that trouble me reioyce yf I shoulde be remoued.
21 They heare my mournyng, but there is none that wyll comfort me: All myne enemies haue hearde of my trouble, and are glad therof because thou hast done it: and thou hast brought foorth the time which thou calledst, when they also shal be lyke vnto me.
22 Let all their wickednesse come before thee, and do thou to them as thou hast done vnto me for all my trespasses: for my sorowe is very great, and my heart is heauy.
10 For myne enemies speake against me: and they that lay awayte for my soule take their counsayle together.
3 For the enemie hath persecuted my soule, he hath smitten my lyfe downe to the grounde: he hath layde me in darknesse as men that haue ben long dead.
4 And my spirite is ouerwhelmed within me: and my heart is desolate in the midst of me.
19 Consider myne enemies, for they do multiplie: and they beare a tirannous hate against me.
7 For he hath deliuered me out of all my trouble: and mine eye hath seene auengaunce vpon mine enemies.
7 O remember that my lyfe is but a winde, and that myne eye shall no more see pleasures:
8 Yea and the eye that hath seene me, shal see me no more: for yer thou fasten thyne eye vpon me, I come to naught.
3 Deliuer me from the voyce of the enemie, and from the present affliction of the wicked: for they are minded to do me mischiefe, and are set malitiously against me.
9 They haue inclosed them selues in their owne fat: with their mouth they speake proude thynges.
123 Myne eyes haue faynted with lokyng for thy saluation: and for the worde of thy ryghteousnesse.
1 My breath is corrupt, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes doore.
2 Froward men are with me, and myne eye must continue in the bitternesse of them.
5 Myne enemies speake euyl of me: when shall he dye, and his name perishe?
4 Thou dydst kepe the watche of mine eies: I was amased & coulde not speake.
8 For mine eyes loke vnto thee O God the Lorde: in thee is my trust, cast not my soule out of me.
6 I am become crooked, and am exceedingly pulled downe: I go a mourning all the day long.
14 I 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.
5 Through the noyse of my gronyng: my bones wyll scase cleaue to my fleshe.
3 My teares haue ben my meate day and nyght: whyle they dayly say vnto me where is nowe thy God.
19 O let not my deceiptfull enemies triumph ouer me: let them not winke with an eye, that hate me without a cause.
5 Then let myne enemie persecute my soule and take me: yea, let hym put me to death, and lay myne honour in the dust. Selah.
139 My zeale hath consumed me: because myne aduersaries haue forgotten thy wordes.
2 Myne enemies are dayly in hande to swalowe me vp: for they be many that fight against me, O thou most highest.
16 Therfore is my soule now powred out vpon me, and the dayes of my trouble haue taken hold vpon me.