Psalms 69:2
I am ouer the head in deepe myre where I feele no grounde: I plunge in deepe waters where the streame ouerwhelmeth me.
I am ouer the head in deepe myre where I feele no grounde: I plunge in deepe waters where the streame ouerwhelmeth me.
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1To the chiefe musition vpon Sosanim (a psalme) of Dauid. Saue me O Lorde: for waters haue entred in vnto my soule.
13But I make my prayer vnto thee O God in an acceptable tyme: heare me O Lord in the multitude of thy mercie, according to the trueth of thy saluation.
14Take me out of the myre, that I sincke not: oh let me be delyuered from them that hate me, & out of the deepe waters.
15Let not the water fludde drowne me, neither let the deepe swalowe me vp: & let not the pyt shut her mouth vpon me.
16Heare me O God, for thy louyng kindnesse is comfortable: turne thee vnto me accordyng vnto the multitude of thy mercies.
17And hyde not thy face from thy seruaunt, for I am in trouble: O haste thee and heare me.
3Thou haddest cast me downe into the deepe, into the middest of the sea, and the floods compassed me about: all thy billowes and waues passed ouer me.
4And I saide: I am cast away out of thy sight, yet wyll I loke againe toward thyne holy temple.
5The waters compassed me euen vnto the soule, the deapth closed me on euery side, and the weedes were wrapt about my head.
6I went downe to the bottome of the mountaines, the earth with her barres was about me for euer: yet hast thou brought vp my lyfe from corruption, O Lorde my God.
6My Lorde, my soule is discouraged within me: because I remember thee from the lande of Iordane, and from the litle hyll Hermonim.
7One deepe calleth another at the noyse of thy water pypes: all thy waues and stormes are gone ouer me.
3I am weery of crying, my throte is drye: my syght fayleth me through the long attendaunce that I haue geuen vpon my Lorde.
54They haue powred water vpon my head: then thought I, nowe am I vndone.
55I called vpon thy name O Lorde out of the deepe pit.
5For the panges of death closed me about: the fludes of Belial put me in feare.
6The sorowes of hell compassed me about, the snares of death ouertoke me.
4The panges of death haue compassed me about: and the outragiousnes of the wicked haue astonyed me with feare.
5The panges of a graue haue compassed me about: the snares of death ouertoke me.
17He sent from aboue and toke me: he drew me out of many waters.
19He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like asshes and dust.
16He hath sent downe from aboue to fetch me: he hath taken me out of many waters.
1A song of high degrees. Out of the deepe I haue called vnto thee O God: O Lorde heare my voyce.
6Thou hast layde me in the lowest pit: in darknes and in deepenes.
7Thyne indignation sore presseth me: and thou hast vexed me with all thy stormes. Selah.
6I am weerie of my groning: I washe my bed euery nyght, and I water my coutche with my teares.
2From the endes of the earth I wyll call vnto thee when my heart is in heauines: oh set me vp on the rocke that is higher then I.
3The snares of death compassed me rounde about: and the paynes of hell toke holde on me. I founde anguishe and heauinesse,
14They fell vpon me, as it had ben the breaking in of waters, and came in by heapes to destroy me.
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.
29As for me I am afflicted and in heauinesse: thy sauing helpe O Lorde shal defende me.
4Then the waters had drowned vs: the running streame had flowed ouer our soule.
5Then the waters of the proude: had flowed ouer our soule.
3For my soule is full of miserie: and my life toucheth the graue.
4I am counted as one of them that go downe vnto the pit: and I am nowe become a man that hath no strength.
24For my sighes come before I eate, and my roringes are powred out like the water:
3For 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.
4And my spirite is ouerwhelmed within me: and my heart is desolate in the midst of me.
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.
6Consider my complaynt, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecutours, for they are to strong for me.
24I haue digged and druncke straunge waters: & with the steppe of my goyng wil I drye al the water pooles that are besieged.
2Neuerthelesse, my feete were almost gone from me: my steppes had almost slypt.
6For this shall euery one that is godly make his prayer vnto thee in the time when thou mayest be founde: so that in the great water fluddes they shal not come nye hym.
6I am become crooked, and am exceedingly pulled downe: I go a mourning all the day long.
6They haue prepared a net for my feete, that some man might presse downe my soule: they haue digged a pit before me, and are fallen into the midst of it them selues. Selah.
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.
14The yoke of my transgressions is bounde fast to his hande, they are wrapped or writhen and come vp about my necke: he hath caused my strength to fayle, the Lorde hath deliuered me into those handes wherout I can not quyte my selfe.
9Haue mercy vpon me O God, for I am in distresse: mine eye, my soule, and my belly be consumed for very heauinesse.
2In the tyme of my trouble I sought the Lorde: my hande all the nyght catched & ceassed not, my soule refused comfort.