Psalms 31:11
My life is waxen olde with heuynesse, and my yeares wt mournynge.
My life is waxen olde with heuynesse, and my yeares wt mournynge.
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12My stregth fayleth me because of my aduersite, and my bones are corrupte.
13I am become a very reprofe amonge all myne enemies, my neghbours & they of myne owne acquauntaunce are afrayed of me: they yt se me in the strete, coveye them selues fro me.
18Yee the very deserte fooles despyse me, and when I am gone from them, they speake euell vpon me.
19All soch as were my most familiers, abhorre me: and they whom I loued best, are turned agaynst me.
10Haue mercy vpon me, O LORDE, for I am in trouble, myne eye is consumed for very heuynesse, yee my soule and my body.
10For 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.
11But the LORDE stode by me, like a mightie giaunte: therfore my persecuters fell, and coude do nothinge. They shal be sore confouded, for they haue done vnwisely, they shall haue an euerlastinge shame.
13He hath put my brethren farre awaye fro me, and soch as were of myne acquauntaunce, are become straugers vnto me.
14Myne owne kyn?folkes haue forsaken me, and my frendes haue put me out of remembraunce.
15The seruauntes and maydens of myne owne house take me for a strauger, and I am become as an aleaunt in their sight.
25Helpe me o LORDE my God, oh saue me for thy mercies sake.
12But it is thou my companyon, my gyde and myne owne familier frede.
14I am laughed to scorne of all my people, they make songes vpon me all ye daye loge.
9Now am I their songe, & am become their iestinge stocke.
10they abhorre me, they fle farre fro me & stayne my face wt spetle.
8Myne enemies reuyle me all the daye longe, they laugh me to scorne, and are sworne together against me.
6But as for me, I am a worme and no man: a very scorne of me and the outcast of the people.
7All they yt se me, laugh me to scorne: they shute out their lippes, and shake their heades.
41Thou hast ouerthrowne all his hedges, and broke downe his stronge holdes.
8I am so fast in preson, that I can not get forth.
11My louers & frendes stonde lokynge vpon my trouble, and my kynsmen are gone a farre of.
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.
8(wherof my wryncles beare wytnesse) there stodeth vp a dyssembler to make me answere with lyes to my face.
9He is angrie at me, he hateth me, and gnassheth vpon me with his teth. Myne enemy skouleth vpon me with his eyes.
10They haue opened their mouthes wyde vpon me, and smytten me vpon the cheke despitefully, they haue eased the selues thorow myne aduersite.
6He hath made me as it were a byworde of the comon people, I am his gestinge stocke amoge the.
7My countenaunce is heuy for very anger, & the membres of my body are become like a shadowe.
11His wrath is kyndled agaynst me, he taketh me, as though I were his enemy.
3Lo, ten tymes haue ye reproued me: are ye not ashamed, for to laugh me so to scorne?
11I put on a sackecloth, and therfore they iested vpon me.
19Drawe nye vnto my soule, and saue it: Oh delyuer me because of myne enemies.
20Thou knowest my reprofe, my shame & my dishonor: my aduersaries are all in thy sight.
10Go not farre fro me, o God: my God, haist the to helpe me.
10daylie sayenge vnto me: where is now thy God?
11He hath marred my wayes, and broke me in peces, he hath layed me waist altogether.
4We are become an open shame vnto oure enemies, a very scorne and derision vnto them that are rounde aboute vs.
3My herte is heuy within me, and the feare of death is fallen vpon me.
21They 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.
15Thou hast made vs a very byworde amonge the Heithen, & that the people shake their heades at vs.
13My mouth shal speake of thy rightuousnesse & sauynge health all the daye loge, for I knowe no ende therof.
5Myne enemies speake euell vpo me: whan shal he dye, and his name perishe?
7My coutenauce is chaunged for very inwarde grefe, I cosume awaye, I haue so many enemies.
52Myne enemies hunted me out sharpely like a byrde, yee and that with out a cause.
20My frendes laugh me to scorne, but myne eye poureth out teares vnto God.
7All they that hate me, runne together agaynst me, and ymagin euell agaynst me.
7And why? for thy sake do I suffre reprofe, shame couereth my face.
8I am become a straunger vnto my brethren, and an aleaunt vnto my mothers children.
19Considre how myne enemies are many, and beare a malicious hate agaynst 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.
34For yf I had feared eny greate multitude of people: Or yf I had bene dispysed of ye symple, Oh then shulde I haue bene afrayed. Thus haue I quyetly spent my lyfe, and not gone out at ye dore.