Psalms 102:10
And that because of ye indignacion and wrath, for thou hast taken me vp, and cast me awaye.
And that because of ye indignacion and wrath, for thou hast taken me vp, and cast me awaye.
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8Myne enemies reuyle me all the daye longe, they laugh me to scorne, and are sworne together against me.
9I eate ashes with my bred, and mengle my drynke with wepynge.
21Thou art become myne enemye, & wt yi violet hade thou takest parte agaynst me.
22In tymes past thou didest set me vp an hye, as it were aboue ye winde, but now hast thou geue me a very sore fall.
11My dayes are gone like a shadowe, and I am wythered like grasse.
19I am eue as it were claye, & am become like asshes & dust.
2For thou (o God) art my stregth: why hast thou shot me from the? Why go I then so heuely, whyle the enemie oppresseth me?
6Thy indignacion lieth hard vpon me, and thou vexest me with all thy floudes.
7Sela. Thou hast put awaye myne acquataunce farre fro me, & made me to be abhorred of them:
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.
14LORDE, why puttest thou awaye my soule? Wherfore hydest thou thy face fro me?
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.
3My herte is heuy within me, and the feare of death is fallen vpon me.
3Thou haddest cast me downe depe in ye middest off the see, and the floude compased me aboute: yee all thy wawes and rowles of water went ouer me,
4I thought that I had bene cast awaye out of thy sight: but I wil yet agayne loke towarde thy holy temple.
16Thou huntest me out (beynge in heuynesse) as it were a Lyon, and troublest me out of measure.
17Thou bringest fresh witnesses agaynst me, thy wrath increasest thou vpon me, very many are the plages that I am in.
16Thy wroth full displeasure goeth ouer me, the feare of the oppresseth me.
38He shal stonde fast for euermore as the Moone, and as the faithfull witnesse in heauen.
1O God, wherfore doest thou cast vs so cleane awaye? why is yi wrath so hote agaynst ye shepe of yi pasture?
1I wil magnifie ye (O LORDE) for thou hast set me vp, & not suffred my foes to triuphe ouer me.
1O God, thou yt hast cast vs out and scatred vs abrode, thou yt hast bene so sore displeased at vs, coforte vs agayne.
11He hath marred my wayes, and broke me in peces, he hath layed me waist altogether.
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.
4Therfore is my sprete vexed within me, and my herte within me is desolate.
16He hath smytten my teth in peces, & rolled me in the dust.
17He hath put my soule out of rest, I forget all good thinges.
6Sela. Stode vp (o LORDE) in yi wrath, lift vp thyself ouer the furious indignacio of myne enemies: aryse vp (for me) in the vengeaunce that thou hast promysed.
22for thou hast now banished vs longe ynough, and bene sore displeased at vs.
18Namely, how thou hast set the in a slippery place, that thou maiest cast the downe headlynges & destroye the.
22Thou hydest them priuely by thine owne presence from the proude men, thou kepest them secretly in thy tabernacle, from the strife of tonges.
17Neuertheles my couersacion hath so pleased ye, that thou woldest not make an ende of my life, so that thou hast cast all my synnes behynde thy backe.
1Pvt me not to rebuke (Oh LORDE) in thine anger: Oh chaste me not in thy heuy displeasure.
2For thy arowes stick fast in me, and thy honde presseth me sore.
3For my dayes are consumed awaye like smoke, & my bones are brent vp as it were a fyre brande.
8(wherof my wryncles beare wytnesse) there stodeth vp a dyssembler to make me answere with lyes to my face.
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.
53They haue put downe my life in to a pitte, and layed a stone vpon me.
13They thrust at me, that I might fall, but the LORDE was my helpe.
11For ye LORDE hath opened his quyuer, he hath hytt me, & put a brydle in my mouth.
10But be thou mercifull vnto me (o LORDE) rayse thou me vp, and I shal rewarde them.
44Thou hast taken awaye the strength of his swerde, and geuest him not victory in the battayll.
24Wherfore hydest thou thy face, and holdest me for thine enemye?
49He bryngeth me out fro myne enemies: & from them yt ryse vp agaynst me, shalt thou exalte me, and from ye cruell man shalt thou delyuer me.
3Lo, ten tymes haue ye reproued me: are ye not ashamed, for to laugh me so to scorne?
5For the voyce of my gronynge, my bone wil scarse cleue to my flesh.
26that thou layest so sharply to my charge, and wilt vtterly vndoo me, for ye synnes of my yougth?
11God hath geuen me ouer to the vngodly, and delyuered me in to the hondes of ye wicked.
12I was somtyme in wealth, but sodenly hath he brought me to naught. He hath taken me by the neck, he hath rente me, and set me, as it were a marck for him to shute at.
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.