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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12 My stregth fayleth me because of my aduersite, and my bones are corrupte.
13 I 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.
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.
10 Haue mercy vpon me, O LORDE, for I am in trouble, myne eye is consumed for very heuynesse, yee my soule and my body.
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.
11 But 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.
13 He hath put my brethren farre awaye fro me, and soch as were of myne acquauntaunce, are become straugers vnto me.
14 Myne owne kyn?folkes haue forsaken me, and my frendes haue put me out of remembraunce.
15 The seruauntes and maydens of myne owne house take me for a strauger, and I am become as an aleaunt in their sight.
25 Helpe me o LORDE my God, oh saue me for thy mercies sake.
12 But it is thou my companyon, my gyde and myne owne familier frede.
14 I am laughed to scorne of all my people, they make songes vpon me all ye daye loge.
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.
8 Myne enemies reuyle me all the daye longe, they laugh me to scorne, and are sworne together against me.
6 But as for me, I am a worme and no man: a very scorne of me and the outcast of the people.
7 All they yt se me, laugh me to scorne: they shute out their lippes, and shake their heades.
41 Thou hast ouerthrowne all his hedges, and broke downe his stronge holdes.
8 I am so fast in preson, that I can not get forth.
11 My louers & frendes stonde lokynge vpon my trouble, and my kynsmen are gone a farre of.
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.
8 (wherof my wryncles beare wytnesse) there stodeth vp a dyssembler to make me answere with lyes to my face.
9 He is angrie at me, he hateth me, and gnassheth vpon me with his teth. Myne enemy skouleth vpon me with his eyes.
10 They haue opened their mouthes wyde vpon me, and smytten me vpon the cheke despitefully, they haue eased the selues thorow myne aduersite.
6 He hath made me as it were a byworde of the comon people, I am his gestinge stocke amoge the.
7 My countenaunce is heuy for very anger, & the membres of my body are become like a shadowe.
11 His wrath is kyndled agaynst me, he taketh me, as though I were his enemy.
3 Lo, ten tymes haue ye reproued me: are ye not ashamed, for to laugh me so to scorne?
11 I put on a sackecloth, and therfore they iested vpon me.
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.
10 Go not farre fro me, o God: my God, haist the to helpe me.
10 daylie sayenge vnto me: where is now thy God?
11 He hath marred my wayes, and broke me in peces, he hath layed me waist altogether.
4 We are become an open shame vnto oure enemies, a very scorne and derision vnto them that are rounde aboute vs.
3 My herte is heuy within me, and the feare of death is fallen vpon 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.
15 Thou hast made vs a very byworde amonge the Heithen, & that the people shake their heades at vs.
13 My mouth shal speake of thy rightuousnesse & sauynge health all the daye loge, for I knowe no ende therof.
5 Myne enemies speake euell vpo me: whan shal he dye, and his name perishe?
7 My coutenauce is chaunged for very inwarde grefe, I cosume awaye, I haue so many enemies.
52 Myne enemies hunted me out sharpely like a byrde, yee and that with out a cause.
20 My frendes laugh me to scorne, but myne eye poureth out teares vnto God.
7 All they that hate me, runne together agaynst me, and ymagin euell agaynst me.
7 And why? for thy sake do I suffre reprofe, shame couereth my face.
8 I am become a straunger vnto my brethren, and an aleaunt vnto my mothers children.
19 Considre how myne enemies are many, and beare a malicious hate agaynst me.
22 Thou hydest them priuely by thine owne presence from the proude men, thou kepest them secretly in thy tabernacle, from the strife of tonges.
34 For 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.