Psalms 38:17
I am redy to suffre trouble, and my heuynesse is euer in my sight.
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- Ps 35:15 : 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.
- Ps 38:6 : 6 I am brought into so greate trouble and misery, that I go mournynge all the daye longe.
- Ps 77:2-3 : 2 In the tyme of my trouble I sought the LORDE, I helde vp my hondes vnto him in the night season, for my soule refused all other comforte. 3 When I was in heuynesse, I thought vpo God: whe my hert was vexed, then dyd I speake.
- Isa 53:3-5 : 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. 4 Howbeit (of a treuth) he only taketh awaye oure infirmite, & beareth oure payne: Yet we shal iudge him, as though he were plaged and cast downe of God: 5 where as he (not withstodinge) shal be wouded for oure offences, & smytten for oure wickednes. For the payne of or punyshmet shalbe layde vpo him, & wt his stripes shal we be healed.
- Mic 4:6-7 : 6 At the same tyme (sayeth the LORDE) will I gather vp the lame and the outcastes, and soch as I haue chastened: 7 and will geue yssue vnto the lame, and make of ye outcastes a greate people: and the LORDE himself shal be their kynge vpon the mount Sion, fro this tyme forth for euermore.
- Ps 6:6 : 6 I am weery of gronynge: Euery night wasshe I my bedde, & water my couche with my teares.
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18 For I cofesse my wickednesse, & my synne greueth me.
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4 For my wickednesses are gone ouer my heade, and are like a sore burthen, to heuy forme to beare.
5 My woundes styncke & are corrupte, thorow my folishnesse.
6 I am brought into so greate trouble and misery, that I go mournynge all the daye longe.
7 For my loynes are clene dried vp, and there is no whole parte in my body.
8 I am feble and sore smytte, I roare for the very disquietnes of my hert.
9 LORDE, thou knowest all my desyre, & my gronynge is not hyd from the.
10 My hert paunteth, my strength hath fayled me, & the light of myne eyes is gone fro me.
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16 My desyre is, yt myne enemies triumphe not ouer me: for yf my fote slippe, they reioyse greatly against me.
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9 Thou hast not delyuered me ouer in to the hodes of the enemie, but hast set my fete in a large rowme.
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.
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18 Sorowe is come vpon me, and heuynes vexeth my herte:
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15 What shal I speake or say, ethat he maye this doo? yt I maye lyue out all my yeares, yee in the bytternesse of my life?
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7 My countenaunce is heuy for very anger, & the membres of my body are become like a shadowe.
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2 Neuerthelesse my fete were allmost gone, my treadinges had wel nye slipte.
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4 Fearfullnesse and tremblinge are come vpon me, and an horrible drede hath ouerwhelmed me.
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20 Considre (O LORDE) how I am troubled, my wombe is disquieted, my herte turneth aboute in me, and I am full of heuynes. The swearde hurteth me without, and within I am like vnto death.
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.
22 From the shall come all their aduersite: thou shalt plucke them awaye, eue as thou hast plucked me, because of all my wickednesse. For my sorow is very greate, and my herte is heuy.
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19 Alas, how am I hurte? Alas, how panefull are my scourges vnto me? For I cosidre this sorow by my self, & I must suffre it,
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24 This is the cause, that I syghe before I eate, and my roaringes fall out like a water floude.
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12 For innumerable troubles are come aboute me: my synnes haue taken soch holde vpon me, that I am not able to loke vp: yee they are mo in nombre then the hayres of my heade, and my hert hath fayled me.
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28 then am I afrayed of all my workes, for I knowe, thou fauourest not an euell doer.
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4 Therfore is my sprete vexed within me, and my herte within me is desolate.
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3 For I knowlege my fautes, and my synne is euer before me.
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3 I am couted as one of the that go downe vnto the pytte, I am eue as a ma that hath no stregth.
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1 My breth fayleth, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes dore.
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22 I go hence like ye shadowe that departeth, and am dryuen awaye as ye greshoppers.
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16 Turne the vnto me and haue mercy vpon me, for I am desolate and in misery.
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21 Thus my hert was greued, & it wente euen thorow my reynes.
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20 Yee thou shalt remebre them, for my soule melteth awaye in me.
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2 For thy arowes stick fast in me, and thy honde presseth me sore.
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2 that I haue greate heuynesse & contynuall sorowe in my hert.
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13 Oh spare me a litle, that I maye refresh myself, before I go hence, and be nomore sene.
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10 I thought I shulde haue gone to the gates of hell in my best age, and haue wanted the residue of my yeares.
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3 The snares of death copased me rounde aboute, the paynes of hell gat holde vpon me,
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16 My face is swolle with wepinge, & myne eyes are waxen dymne.
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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.
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16 Therfore is my mynde poured full of heuynesse, & ye dayes of trouble haue take holde vpon me.
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28 Mekely & lowly came I in, yee & without eny displeasure: I stode vp in ye cogregacion, & commoned with the
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16 Then thought I to vnderstonde this, but it was to harde for me.
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2 And so I shut my mouth, whyle the vngodly layed wayte for me.
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6 Set vp thy self (o God) aboue the heaues, and thy glory aboue all the earth.
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20 Thou knowest my reprofe, my shame & my dishonor: my aduersaries are all in thy sight.
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15 My strength is gone for very sorow and misery, with fearfulnesse do I beare thy burthens.
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3 I am weery of crienge, my throte is drye, my sight fayleth me, for waytinge so longe vpon my God.
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1 it greueth my soule to lyue. Neuerthelesse, now will I put forth my wordes: I wil speake out of the very heuynesse off my soule,
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2 My sayenge is yet this daye in bytternes, and my hande heuy amonge my groninges.
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16 Where 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.
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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.