Psalms 102:24
Yet wil I saye: O my God, take me not awaye in ye myddest of myne age: as for thy yeares, they endure thorow out all generacions.
Yet wil I saye: O my God, take me not awaye in ye myddest of myne age: as for thy yeares, they endure thorow out all generacions.
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23He hath brought downe my strength in my iourney, and shortened my dayes.
25Thou LORDE in the begynnynge hast layed ye foundacion of the earth, and the heauens are the workes of thy hondes.
26They shal perishe, but thou shalt endure: they all shall wexe olde as doth a garment,
27& as a vesture shalt thou chaunge the, and they shalbe chaunged. But thou art the same, and thy yeares shal not fayle.
9For myne enemies speake agaynst me, & they that laye wayte for my soule, take their councell together, sayenge: God hath forsake him, persecute him, take him, for there is none to helpe him.
17Thy rightuousnes (o God) is very hie, thou that doest greate thinges: o God, who is like vnto the?
18O what greate troubles & aduersite hast thou shewed me? & yet didest thou turne & refresh me, yee & broughtest me from the depe of the earth agayne.
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
12Myne 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.
12Sela. Heare my prayer o LORDE, and considre my callinge: shewe not thy self as though thou sawest not my teares. For I am a straunger and pilgrymme with the, as all my forefathers were.
13Oh spare me a litle, that I maye refresh myself, before I go hence, and be nomore sene.
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.
5Are thy dayes as the dayes of man, and thy yeares as mans yeares?
11My dayes are gone like a shadowe, and I am wythered like grasse.
12But thou (o LORDE) endurest for euer, and thy remembraunce thorow out all generacions.
46The dayes of his youth hast thou shortened, and couered him with dishonoure.
47Sela. LORDE, how longe wilt thou hyde thy self? For euer? shal thy wrath burne like fyre?
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:
11Cast me not awaie from thy presence, and take not thy holy sprete fro me.
21Forsake me not (O LORDE my God) O go not farre fro me.
22Thou hydest them priuely by thine owne presence from the proude men, thou kepest them secretly in thy tabernacle, from the strife of tonges.
9My hert speaketh vnto the, my face seketh the, yee LORDE, thy face wil I seke. O hyde not thou thy face fro me, cast not thy seruaunt of in displeasure.
16I can se no remedy, I shall lyue nomore: O spare me then, for my dayes are but vayne
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.
10Haue mercy vpon me, O LORDE, for I am in trouble, myne eye is consumed for very heuynesse, yee my soule and my body.
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.
2Hyde not thy face fro me in the tyme of my trouble: enclyne thine eares vnto me when I call, O heare me, and that right soone.
3For my dayes are consumed awaye like smoke, & my bones are brent vp as it were a fyre brande.
1Lorde, thou art oure refuge from one generacion to another.
2Before the mountaynes were brought forth, or euer the earth & the worlde were made, thou art God from euerlastinge and worlde withoute ende.
3Thou turnest man to destruccion, Agayne, thou sayest: come agayne ye children of men.
4For a thousande yeares in thy sight are but as yesterdaye that is past, and like as it were a night watch.
10Sela. At the last I came to this poynte, that I thought: O why art thou so foolish? the right honde of the most hyest can chaunge all.
11My dayes are past, my thoughtes are vanished awaye, which haue vexed myne herte,
9For when thou art angrie, all or dayes are gone, we brynge or yeares to an ende, as it were a tayle that is tolde.
10The dayes of oure age are iij. score yeares & ten: & though men be so stronge that they come to iiij. score yeares, yet is their strength then but laboure and sorowe: so soone passeth it awaye, & we are gone.
5Then remembred I the tymes of olde, & the yeares that were past.
12But thou o LORDE my God, my holy one, thou art from the begynnynge, therfore shal we not dye. O LORDE, thou hast ordened them for a punyshmet, and set them to reproue the mightie.
16Where as I neuertheles ledinge the flock in thy wayes, haue compelled none by violence. For I neuer desyred eny mas deeth, this knowest thou well. My wordes also were right before the.
11Turne not thou thy mercy fro me o LORDE, but let thy louynge kyndnesse and treuth allwaye preserue me.
1My breth fayleth, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes dore.
6Thou shalt graunte the kynge a loge life, that his yeares maye endure thorow out all generacions.
14I am clene forgotten and out of mynde, as a deed man: I am become like a broken vessell.
15For I haue herde the blasphemy of the multitude: euery man abhorreth me: they haue gathered a councel together agaynst me, and are purposed to take awaye my life.
12Thou hast vpholden me because of my innocency, and set me before thy face for euer.
24Iudge me (o LORDE my God) acordinge to thy rightuousnesse, yt they triuphe not ouer me.
19But be not thou farre fro me, o LORDE: thou art my sucoure, haist the to helpe me.
1Preserue me (o God) for in the do I trust.