Psalms 71:11
They say, the Lorde hath forsaken hym: do you persecute hym and take hym, for there is none to delyuer hym.
They say, the Lorde hath forsaken hym: do you persecute hym and take hym, for there is none to delyuer hym.
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9Cast me not away in the tyme of age: forsake me not when my strength fayleth me.
10For myne enemies speake against me: and they that lay awayte for my soule take their counsayle together.
12Go not farre from me O Lorde: haste thee O my Lorde to helpe me.
13Let them be confounded, let them be brought to naught that are agaynst my soule: let them be couered with shame and dishonour that seke to do me euyll.
1To the chiefe musition of the mornyng hinde, a psalme of Dauid. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so farre from my health, and from the wordes of my complaynt?
11God hath shut me vp with the vngodly, and deliuered me into the handes of the wicked.
11He hath marred my wayes, and broken me in peeces, he hath layde me waste altogether.
2Many say of my soule: there is no saluation for it in God. Selah.
21Forsake me not O God: O my Lorde be not thou farre fro me.
1Iudge me O Lorde, and debate my cause with an vnnaturall people: oh delyuer me from the deceiptfull and wicked man.
2For thou art the Lord of my strength: why hast thou reiect me, and why go I thus heauyly through the oppression of myne enemie.
11O go not far fro me, for trouble is harde at hande: and there is none to helpe me.
4When I loked vpon my ryght hande and sawe rounde about me there was no man that woulde knowe me: I had no place to flee vnto, and no man cared for my soule.
1To the chiefe musition (a psalme) of Dauid, to reduce in remembraunce. Haste thee O Lorde to delyuer me: make haste to helpe me O God.
11He sayeth in his heart, tushe, the Lord hath forgotten: he hydeth away his face, and he wyll neuer see it.
46And about the nynth houre, Iesus cried with a loude voyce, saying: Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani, that is to say: My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?
1Siggaion of Dauid, whiche he song vnto God in the busines of Chus, the sonne of Iemini. O God my Lord, in thee I haue put my trust: saue me from all them that do persecute me, and deliuer thou me.
2Lest he like a Lion seasoneth on my soule: teareth it in peeces, hauyng no rescue.
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.
9O hide not thou thy face from me, nor cast thy seruaunt away in a displeasure: thou hast ben my succour, leaue me not, neither forsake me O Lorde of my saluation.
10For my father and mother forsoke me: and God did take me vp.
21They 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.
9I wyll say vnto the Lorde of my strength: why hast thou forgotten me, why go I thus heauyly through the oppression of myne enemie?
10It was as a sworde in my bones, when myne enemies dyd cast me in the teeth: in saying dayly vnto me, where is nowe thy Lorde?
5Then let myne enemie persecute my soule and take me: yea, let hym put me to death, and lay myne honour in the dust. Selah.
20Reproofe hath broke my heart a peeces, I am full of heauinesse: I loked for some to haue pitie on me, but there was none, and for some that shoulde comfort me, but I coulde fynde none.
3For straungers are rysen vp against me: and tirauntes whiche haue not the Lorde before their eyes, seeke after my soule. Selah.
34And at the nynth houre, Iesus cryed with a loude voyce, saying: Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani? which is, yf one interprete it, My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?
10Ueryly I hearde the euyll reportes of many, terrour was on euery side of me: complayne vpon hym say they, and we wyll tell his tale: Yea all myne owne companions, and suche as were conuersaunt with me, lay in wayte for my halting, saying: peraduenture he wylbe deceaued, and so shall we preuayle against hym, and be auenged of hym.
22God shal cast vpon him, and not spare, though he woulde fayne flee out of his hande.
11Hast not thou remoued vs from thence? and wylt not thou O Lorde go out with our hoastes?
7All they that see me, laugh me to scorne: they do make a mowe, and nod their head at me.
8Saying he referreth all to God, loking that God wyll deliuer him and rescue him: for he delighteth only in him.
22Why do ye persecute me as God doth and are not satisfied with my fleshe?
3For lo, they lye in wayte for my soule: men of power are gathered together against me who haue committed no wickednes nor fault O God.
15My time is in thy hande, deliuer me from the hande of mine enemies: and from them that persecute me.
4Delyuer me O my Lorde out of the hande of the vngodly: out of the hande of the vnryghteous and cruell man.
19But be not thou farre from me O God: thou art my strength, make haste to helpe me.
13He hath put my brethren farre away from me, and myne acquaintaunce are also become straungers vnto me.
16For dogges are come about me, the assemble of the wicked lay siege agaynst me: they haue pearced my handes and my feete, I may tell all my bones.
13My pathes haue they cleane marred, it was so easye for them to do me harme, that they needed no man to help them.
42They loked about, but there was none to saue them: euen vnto the Lorde, but he heard them not.
6They flocke together, they kepe them selues close: they marke my steppes, that they may lye in wayte for my soule.
26For they persecute hym whom thou hast smitten: and they talke of the griefe of them whom thou hast wounded.
3Deliuer 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.
11There is none that vnderstandeth, there is none that seketh after God.
13For I haue hearde the villanie of the multitude, and feare was on euery side me: whyle they conspired together against me, and toke their counsell to take away my life.
6Consider my complaynt, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecutours, for they are to strong for me.
13His archers compasse me rounde about, he woundeth my raines, and doth not spare, my bowels hath he powred vpon the grounde.