Isaiah 38:12
Myne age is folden vp together and taken awaye fro me, like a sheperdes cotage: my lyfe is hewen of, like as a weeuer cutteth of his webb. Whyl I was yet takinge my rest, he hewed me of, & made an ende of me in one daie.
Myne age is folden vp together and taken awaye fro me, like a sheperdes cotage: my lyfe is hewen of, like as a weeuer cutteth of his webb. Whyl I was yet takinge my rest, he hewed me of, & made an ende of me in one daie.
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13I thought I wolde haue lyued vnto the morow, but he brussed my bones like a lyon, and made an ende of me in one daye.
10I thought I shulde haue gone to the gates of hell in my best age, and haue wanted the residue of my yeares.
11I spake within my self: I shal neuer viset the LORDE God in this life: I shal neuer se man, amonge the dwellers of the worlde
5My flesh is clothed with wormes, fylthinesse and dust: my skynne is wythered, and crompled together:
6my dayes passe ouer more spedely, the a weeuer can weeue out his webbe, and are gone, or I am awarre.
7O remembre, that my life is but a wynde, ad that myne eye shal nomore se the pleasures
8therof yee and that none other mans eye shall se me eny more. For yf thou fasten thine eyes vpon me, I come to naught like
11My dayes are gone like a shadowe, and I am wythered like grasse.
23He hath brought downe my strength in my iourney, and shortened my dayes.
11My dayes are past, my thoughtes are vanished awaye, which haue vexed myne herte,
20Shall not my short life come soone to an ende? O holde the fro me, let me alone, that I maye ease myself a litle:
10Haue mercy vpon me, O LORDE, for I am in trouble, myne eye is consumed for very heuynesse, yee my soule and my body.
10My hert paunteth, my strength hath fayled me, & the light of myne eyes is gone fro me.
20My tabernacle is destroyed, and all my coardes are broken. My children are gone fro me, ad can no where be founde. Now haue I none to sprede out my tente, or to set vp my hanginges.
11He hath marred my wayes, and broke me in peces, he hath layed me waist altogether.
15What shal I speake or say, ethat he maye this doo? yt I maye lyue out all my yeares, yee in the bytternesse of my life?
9He hath spoyled me of myne honoure, & taken the crowne awaye fro my heade.
10He hath destroyed me on euery syde, and I am vndone: My hope hath he taken awaye fro me, as it were a tre plucte vp by the rote.
16Therfore is my mynde poured full of heuynesse, & ye dayes of trouble haue take holde vpon me.
17My bones are pearsed thorow in ye night season, & my synewes take no rest.
18With all their power haue they chaunged my garmet, & gyrded me therwith, as it were wt a coate.
1My breth fayleth, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes dore.
7And now that I am full of payne, and all that I haue destroied
8(wherof my wryncles beare wytnesse) there stodeth vp a dyssembler to make me answere with lyes to my face.
15My strength is gone for very sorow and misery, with fearfulnesse do I beare thy burthens.
16Thy wroth full displeasure goeth ouer me, the feare of the oppresseth me.
15My strength is dried vp like a potsherde, my tunge cleueth to my goomes, and thou hast brought me in to the dust of death.
13Oh spare me a litle, that I maye refresh myself, before I go hence, and be nomore sene.
13From aboue hath he sent downe a fyre, in to my bones and chastened me: he hath layed a net for my fete, and throwne me wyde open: he hath made me desolate, so that I must euer be mournynge.
7My countenaunce is heuy for very anger, & the membres of my body are become like a shadowe.
10I kepe sylece, and open not my mouth, for thou hast done it. Turne thy plages awaye fro me, for I am cosumed thorow the feare of thy hade.
18I thought in my self: I am vndone, there is no hope for me in the LORDE.
4My hert was hote within me, & whyle I was thus musynge, the fyre kyndled: so that I spake with my tonge.
5LORDE, let me knowe myne ende, and the nombre of my dayes: that I maye be certified what I wante.
28where as I (notwithstondinge) must consume like as a foule carion, and as a cloth that is moth eaten.
4My flesh & my skynne hath he made olde, and my bones hath he brussed.
3For the enemie persecuteth my soule, he smyteth my life downe to the grounde, he layeth me in the darcknesse, as the deed men of the worlde.
8I am so fast in preson, that I can not get forth.
40On the daye tyme the heate cosumed me, and the frost on the night, and my slepe departed fro myne eyes.
13O that thou woldest kepe me, and hyde me in the hell, vntill thy wrath were stilled: & to appoynte me a tyme, wherin thou mightest remembre me.
19But I (as a meke lambe) was caried awaye to be slayne: not knowinge, that they had deuysed soch a councel agaynst me, sayenge: We will destroye his meate with wod, and dryue him out of the londe of the lyuynge, that his name shal neuer be thought vpon.
16I can se no remedy, I shall lyue nomore: O spare me then, for my dayes are but vayne
47Sela. LORDE, how longe wilt thou hyde thy self? For euer? shal thy wrath burne like fyre?
6I am brought into so greate trouble and misery, that I go mournynge all the daye longe.
13Though I tary neuer so moch, yet the graue is my house, and I must make my bed in the darcke.
23My knees are weake thorow fastinge, my flesh is dried vp for want of fatnesse.
53They haue put downe my life in to a pitte, and layed a stone vpon me.
9That he wolde begynne and smyte me: that he wolde let his honde go, & hew me downe.
22His soule draweth on to destruccion, & his life to death.
3For my dayes are consumed awaye like smoke, & my bones are brent vp as it were a fyre brande.