Proverbs 5:14
I am come almost in to all mysfortune, in the myddest of the multitude and congregacion.
I am come almost in to all mysfortune, in the myddest of the multitude and congregacion.
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12and then saye: Alas, why hated I nurtoure? why dyd my hert despyse correccion?
13Wherfore was not I obedient vnto the voyce of my teachers, & herkened not vnto them that infourmed me?
2Neuerthelesse my fete were allmost gone, my treadinges had wel nye slipte.
3And why. I was greued at ye wicked, to se the vngodly in soch prosperite.
5I hate the congregacion of the wicked, and I will not syt amonge the vngodly.
2Wash me well fro my wickednesse, & clense me fro my synne.
3For I knowlege my fautes, and my synne is euer before me.
4Agaynst the only, agaynst the haue I synned, and done euell in thy sight: that thou mightest be iustified in thy saynges, and shuldest ouercome when thou art iudged.
5Beholde, I was borne in wickednesse, and in synne hath my mother conceaued me.
13Shulde I then clense my hert in vayne (thought I) & wash my hondes in innocency?
14Wherfore shulde I be then punyshed daylie, & be chastened euery mornynge?
15Yee I had allmost also sayde euen as they: but lo, then shulde I haue condemned the generacion of thy children.
16Then thought I to vnderstonde this, but it was to harde for me.
17Vntill I wete in to ye Sanctuary of God, & considered the ende of these men.
24Therfore wil I be perfecte vnto him, and wyl eshue myne awne wickednes.
22I haue an eye vnto all his lawes, & cast not out his commaundemetes fro me.
23Vncorrupte will I be before hi, & wil eschue myne owne wickednes.
28Mekely & lowly came I in, yee & without eny displeasure: I stode vp in ye cogregacion, & commoned with the
21Thus my hert was greued, & it wente euen thorow my reynes.
22So foolish was I and ignoraunt, and as it were a beest before the.
17I dwell not amonge the scorners, nether is my delyte therin: but I dwell only in the feare of thy honde, for thou hast fylled me with bytternes.
11My life is waxen olde with heuynesse, and my yeares wt mournynge.
5Yet in my trouble I called vpo the LORDE, & coplayned vnto my God.
67Before I was troubled, I wente wronge, but now I kepe thy worde.
4I thought that I had bene cast awaye out of thy sight: but I wil yet agayne loke towarde thy holy temple.
5The waters compased me, euen to the very soule: the depe laye aboute me, and the wedes were wrapte aboute myne heade.
15But in my aduersite they reioyse, and gather them together: yee ye very lame come together agaynst me vnawarres, makynge mowes at me, & ceasse not.
87They haue almost made an ende of me vpon earth, but I forsake not thy commaundemetes.
14Let death come hastely vpon them, and let them go downe quick into hell, for wickednes is amonge them in their dwellinges.
22Thou hydest them priuely by thine owne presence from the proude men, thou kepest them secretly in thy tabernacle, from the strife of tonges.
5Wherfore shulde I feare the euell dayes, whe the wickednesse of my heles copaseth me rounde aboute?
2And so I shut my mouth, whyle the vngodly layed wayte for me.
4As it stode wt me, whe I was welthy & had ynough: whe God prospered my house:
11But as for me I will walke innocently: O delyuer me, and be mercifull vnto me.
20Considre (O LORDE) how I am troubled, my wombe is disquieted, my herte turneth aboute in me, and I am full of heuynes. The swearde hurteth me without, and within I am like vnto death.
2They kyll sacrifices by heapes, to begyle the people therwith: therfore wil I punysh them all.
14I am laughed to scorne of all my people, they make songes vpon me all ye daye loge.
14O God, the proude are rysen agaynst me, and the cogregacion of ye mightie seketh after my soule, & set not ye before their eyes.
4Why art thou so full of heuynes (o my soule) & why art thou so vnquiete within me?
158It greueth me, whan I se, that the transgressours kepe not thy lawe.
5For the sorowes of death copased me, and the brokes of Belial made me afrayed.
6The paynes of hell came aboute me, and the snares of death had ouertaken me.
21This thou doest, whyle I holde my tonge: and thinkest me to be eue soch one as thy self: but I wil reproue the, & set my self agaynst the.
31For so moch then as I haue begonne to talke of God, I wil not hyndre the.
5My woundes styncke & are corrupte, thorow my folishnesse.
29Haue I euer reioysed at the hurte of myne enemy? Or, was I euer glad, yt eny harme happened vnto him? Oh no,
17I am wroth wt hi for his couetousnes & lust, I smyte him, I hyde me, and am angrie, whe he turneth himself, and foloweth ye bywaye of his owne hert.
9I wil preach of yi rightuousnesse in the greate congregacion: Lo, I wil not refrayne my lippes, o LORDE, & that thou knowest.
2Hyde me from the gatheringe together of ye frowarde, fro ye heape of wicked doers.
6He hath made me as it were a byworde of the comon people, I am his gestinge stocke amoge the.