Psalms 22:6
But as for me, I am a worme and no man: a very scorne of me and the outcast of the people.
But as for me, I am a worme and no man: a very scorne of me and the outcast of the people.
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7 All they yt se me, laugh me to scorne: they shute out their lippes, and shake their heades.
6 How moch more the, ma, that is but corrupcion: and the sonne of man, which is but a worme?
14 I am laughed to scorne of all my people, they make songes vpon me all ye daye loge.
11 My life is waxen olde with heuynesse, and my yeares wt mournynge.
12 My stregth fayleth me because of my aduersite, and my bones are corrupte.
6 He hath made me as it were a byworde of the comon people, I am his gestinge stocke amoge the.
5 My flesh is clothed with wormes, fylthinesse and dust: my skynne is wythered, and crompled together:
25 Helpe me o LORDE my God, oh saue me for thy mercies sake.
9 Now am I their songe, & am become their iestinge stocke.
10 they abhorre me, they fle farre fro me & stayne my face wt spetle.
19 Drawe nye vnto my soule, and saue it: Oh delyuer me because of myne enemies.
20 Thou knowest my reprofe, my shame & my dishonor: my aduersaries are all in thy sight.
19 I am eue as it were claye, & am become like asshes & dust.
6 I am brought into so greate trouble and misery, that I go mournynge all the daye longe.
1 I am the ma, that (thorow the rodd of his wrath) haue experiece of misery.
4 Fre amoge the deed, like vnto the yt lye in the graue, which be out of remembrauce, and are cutt awaye from thy honde.
7 And why? for thy sake do I suffre reprofe, shame couereth my face.
18 Yee the very deserte fooles despyse me, and when I am gone from them, they speake euell vpon me.
19 All soch as were my most familiers, abhorre me: and they whom I loued best, are turned agaynst me.
45 Thou hast made vs outcastes, and to be despysed amonge the Heithen.
3 Wherfore are we counted as beestes, & reputed so vyle in youre sight?
3 Lo, ten tymes haue ye reproued me: are ye not ashamed, for to laugh me so to scorne?
5 They callled vpon the, and were helped: they put their trust in the, and were not cofounded.
10 They haue opened their mouthes wyde vpon me, and smytten me vpon the cheke despitefully, they haue eased the selues thorow myne aduersite.
15 But in my aduersite they reioyse, and gather them together: yee ye very lame come together agaynst me vnawarres, makynge mowes at me, & ceasse not.
6 Wherfore I geue myne owne self ye blame, and take repentaunce in the dust and asshes.
4 Thus he that calleth vpo God, and whom God heareth, is mocked of his neghboure: the godly & innocent man is laughed to scorne.
15 I haue sowed a sack cloth vpon my skynne, and lye with my strength in the dust.
31 yet shuldest thou dyppe me in ye myre, & myne owne clothes shulde defyle me.
15 for lo: I will make the but small amonge the Heithen, and litle regarded amonge men.
26 Let them be put to confucion and shame, that reioyse at my trouble: let the be clothed with rebuke and dishonoure, that boost the selues agaynst me.
3 He shalbe the most symple & despised of all, which yet hath good experience of sorowes & infirmities. We shal reken him so symple & so vyle, that we shal hyde oure faces fro him.
14 I am poured out like water, all my bones are out of ioynt: my hert in the myddest off my body is euen like meltinge waxe.
15 My strength is dried vp like a potsherde, my tunge cleueth to my goomes, and thou hast brought me in to the dust of death.
16 For dogges are come aboute me, the coucell of ye wicked hath layed sege agaynst me.
21 They heare my mournynge, but there is none that wil comforte me. All myne enemies haue herde of my trouble, and are glad therof, because thou hast done it. But thou shalt brynge forth the tyme, when they also shal be like vnto me.
8 Myne enemies reuyle me all the daye longe, they laugh me to scorne, and are sworne together against me.
20 My frendes laugh me to scorne, but myne eye poureth out teares vnto God.
21 Eue so are ye also come vnto me: but now that ye se my mysery, ye are afrayed.
10 I 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.
7 O LORDE, thou makest me weake, but thou refreshest me, & makest me stronge agayne. All the daye longe am I despysed, and laughed to scorne of euery man:
8 because I haue now preached longe agaynst malicious Tyranny, and shewed them off destruccion. For ye which cause they cast the worde off the LORDE in my teth, and take me euer to the worst.
8 I am so fast in preson, that I can not get forth.
10 For why, I herde so many derisios and blasphemies, yee euen of myne owne companyons, and off soch as were conuersaunte with me: which wente aboute, to make me afrayed sayenge: vpon him, let vs go vpon him, to feare him, and make him holde his tonge: yt we maye ouercome him, and be avenged off him.
4 Therfore do I crie vnto the (o LORDE) and saye: thou art my hope and my porcion, in the londe of the lyuynge.
11 I put on a sackecloth, and therfore they iested vpon me.
22 I go hence like ye shadowe that departeth, and am dryuen awaye as ye greshoppers.
50 Sela. LORDE, where are thy olde louynge kyndnesses, which thou sworest vnto Dauid in thy trueth?
10 daylie sayenge vnto me: where is now thy God?
41 Thou hast ouerthrowne all his hedges, and broke downe his stronge holdes.