Psalms 71:9
Cast me not away in the tyme of age: forsake me not when my strength fayleth me.
Cast me not away in the tyme of age: forsake me not when my strength fayleth me.
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17Thou O God hast taught me from my youth: and hytherto I can well declare thy wonderous workes.
18Wherfore whylest I am olde and am gray headed: O Lorde forsake me not, vntyll I haue shewed thy arme vnto this generation, and thy power to all them that are yet for to come.
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.
21Forsake me not O God: O my Lorde be not thou farre fro me.
10For myne enemies speake against me: and they that lay awayte for my soule take their counsayle together.
11They say, the Lorde hath forsaken hym: do you persecute hym and take hym, for there is none to delyuer hym.
12Go not farre from me O Lorde: haste thee O my Lorde to helpe me.
11Cast me not away from thy presence: and take not thy holy spirite from me.
23he afflicted my strength in the way, he shortened my dayes.
24But I say, O my God take me not away in the middest of myne age: as for thy yeres, they endure throughout all generations.
13Oh spare me a litle, that I may recouer my strength: before I go hence, and be no more seene.
19But be not thou farre from me O God: thou art my strength, make haste to helpe me.
8I wyll kepe thy statutes: wherfore forsake me not for any long tyme.
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.
2For wherto might the strength of their handes haue serued me? for the time was but lost among them.
9Haue mercy vpon me O God, for I am in distresse: mine eye, my soule, and my belly be consumed for very heauinesse.
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.
8For mine eyes loke vnto thee O God the Lorde: in thee is my trust, cast not my soule out of me.
26My fleshe and my heart fayleth: but God is the strength of my heart, and my portion for euer.
10My heart panteth, my strength hath fayled me: and the lyght of myne eyes is gone from me.
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.
25I haue ben a young chylde, and nowe I am olde: and yet sawe I neuer the righteous forsaken, nor his seede begyng bread.
11Withdrawe not thou thy mercie from me O God: let thy louyng kyndnesse and thy trueth alway preserue me.
14O God, why abhorrest thou my soule: and why hidest thou thy face from me?
10And I sayde, this is my death: but the ryght hande of the most hyghest may graunt me yeres.
7What, wyll the Lorde forsake me for euer? wyll he be no more intreated to be fauourable?
20Wherefore wylt thou styll forget vs, and forsake vs so long?
4Take me out of the net that they haue layde priuily for me: for thou art my strength.
8Oh let my mouth be fylled: with thy prayse and glorie all the day long.
10I thought I shoulde haue gone to the gates of hell when myne age was shortened, and haue wanted the residue of my yeres.
22And when I fled with al haste, I said I am cast out of the sight of thine eyes: neuerthelesse, thou heardest the voyce of my prayer when I cryed vnto thee.
1To the chiefe musition, a Psalme of Dauid. Howe long wylt thou forget me O God, for euer? howe long wilt thou hyde thy face from me?
11O go not far fro me, for trouble is harde at hande: and there is none to helpe me.
15My strength is dried vp like a potsheard, & my tongue cleaueth to my gummes: and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
21Withdrawe thyne hande from me, and let not the fearefull dreade of thee make me afrayde.
11My dayes fade away lyke a shadowe: and I am wythered lyke grasse.
14For God wyll not reiect his people: neither wil he forsake his inheritaunce.
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?
15My time is in thy hande, deliuer me from the hande of mine enemies: and from them that persecute me.
12Myne 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.
49Lorde where are become thy former olde louyng kyndnesses: which thou dydst sweare vnto Dauid by thy fayth that thou wouldest perfourme.
13O 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.
1The golden psalme of Dauid. Preserue me O Lorde: for I haue reposed my trust in thee.
17Be not thou terrible vnto me O Lord: for thou art he in whom I hope when I am in perill.
31For the Lord wil not forsake for euer.
17He hath put my soule out of rest, I forget all good thinges.
5For thou O Lorde God art the thyng that I long for: thou art my hope euen from my youth.
11O let not the foote of pryde reache vnto me: and let not the hande of the vngodly make me to moue out of my place
13Is it not so that there is in me no helpe? & that my substaunce is taken from me?