Psalms 146:4
Blessed is he that hath ye God of Iacob for his helpe, and whose hope is in the LORDE his God.
Blessed is he that hath ye God of Iacob for his helpe, and whose hope is in the LORDE his God.
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14 To whom hath he geuen his herte, for to drawe his sprete and breth vnto him?
15 All flesh shal come together vnto naught, & all me shal turne agayne vnto earth.
4 Man is like a thinge of naught, his tyme passeth awaye like a shadowe.
7 Or dust be turned againe vnto earth from whence it came, and or the sprete returne vnto God, which gaue it.
29 But when thou hydest thy face, they are soroufull: yf thou takest awaye their breth, they dye, & are turned agayne to their dust.
10 But as for man, when he is deed, perished and consumed awaye, what becommeth of him?
11 The floudes when they be dryed vp, & the ryuers when they be emptie, are fylled agayne thorow the flowinge waters of the see:
12 but when man slepeth, he ryseth not agayne, vntill the heauen perish: he shal not wake vp ner ryse out of his slepe.
19 for it happeneth vnto men as it doth vnto beastes, & as the one dyeth, so dyeth ye other: yee they haue both one maner of breth, so yt (in this) a man hath no preemynence aboue a beest, but all are subdued vnto vanite.
20 They go all vnto one place, for as they be all of dust, so shal they all turne vnto dust againe.
22 Every man can eschue a persone moued in anger, for what doth he wysely?
3 For when ye breth of man goeth forth, he shal turne agayne to his earth, and so all his thoughtes perishe.
2 He cometh vp, and falleth awaye like a floure. He flyeth as it were a shadowe, and neuer continueth in one state.
15 That a man in his tyme is but as is grasse, & florisheth as a floure of the felde.
16 For as soone as the wynde goeth ouer it, it gone, and the place therof knoweth it nomore.
9 as a cloude is cosumed and vanyshed awaye, euen so he that goeth downe to hell, commeth nomore vp,
10 ner turneth agayne in to his house, nether shall his place knowe him eny more.
12 Neuerthelesse ma abydeth not insoch honor, but is copared vnto ye brute beastes, & becometh like vnto the.
17 For he shal cary nothinge awaye wt him when he dyeth, nether shal his pompe folowe him.
3 Thou turnest man to destruccion, Agayne, thou sayest: come agayne ye children of men.
1 My breth fayleth, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes dore.
20 They shalbe destroyed from the mornynge vnto the euenynge: yee they shall perish, or euer they be awarre:
21 and be taken awaye so clene, that none of the shall remayne, but be deed, or euer they be awarre off it.
47 Sela. LORDE, how longe wilt thou hyde thy self? For euer? shal thy wrath burne like fyre?
48 O remembre how shorte my tyme is, hast thou made all men for naught?
29 He shall not be rich, nether shall his substaunce continue, ner encrease vpon earth.
30 He shal neuer come out of darcknesse, the flame shal drye vp his braunches, with ye blast of the mouth of God shal he be take awaie.
17 His remembraunce shall perish from the earth, & his name shall not be praysed in the stretes:
11 My dayes are past, my thoughtes are vanished awaye, which haue vexed myne herte,
22 His soule draweth on to destruccion, & his life to death.
19 But whe he foloweth his fathers generacion, he shal neuer se light eny more.
9 For whe God bloweth vpon them, they perysh, and are destroyed thorow the blast of his wrath.
5 LORDE, let me knowe myne ende, and the nombre of my dayes: that I maye be certified what I wante.
6 Beholde, thou hast made my dayes a spanne longe, and my life is as it were nothinge before the. O how vayne are all men lyuynge?
5 Which made heauen and earth, ye see and all that therin is, which kepeth his promise for euer
7 yet he perisheth at the last like donge: In so moch yt they which haue sene him, saye: Where is he?
14 For we all dye the death, and as the water that sinketh in to the earth, which is not taken vp. And God will not take awaye the lyfe, but vnbethynketh himselfe, yt euen the very outlawe be not cleane thrust out from him.
6 In the mornynge it is grene and groweth vp, but in the euenynge it is cutt downe and wythered.
15 Like as he came naked out of his mothers wombe, so goeth he thither agayne, and carieth nothinge awaye with him of all his laboure.
16 This is a miserable plage, yt he shal go awaye euen as he came. What helpeth it him then, yt he hath labored in the wynde?
5 The dayes of man are shorte, ye nombre of his monethes are knowne only vnto the. Thou hast apoynted him his boundes, he can not go beyonde them.
6 Go from him, that he maye rest a litle: vntill his daye come, which he loketh for, like as an hyrelinge doth.
7 When the grasse is wytthered, the floure falleth awaye. Euen so is the people as grasse, when the breath of the LORDE bloweth vpon them.
14 & yet ca not tell what shal happe to morowe. For what thinge is youre life? It is euen a vapoure that apereth for a lytell tyme, and the vanysheth awaye:
10 For it shal be sene, yt soch wyse me shal dye & perishe together, as well as the ignoraunt and foolish, & leaue their goodes for other.
19 When the rich man dyeth, he carieth nothinge with him: he is gone in ye twincklynge of an eye.
11 The Sonne ryseth wt heat and the grasse wydereth, & his floure falleth awaye, and the beautie of the fassion of it perissheth: euen so shal the ryche man perisshe with his abundaunce.
26 Now slepe they both a like in the earth, & the wormes couer them.
4 For he cometh to naught, & goeth his waye in to darcknes, and his name is forgotten.
12 No: but (or euer it be shot forth, and or euer it be gathered) it wythereth, before eny other herbe.