Psalms 39:10
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.
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.
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21 Withdrawe thine honde fro me, & let not the fearfull drede of the make me afrayed.
1 Pvt me not to rebuke (Oh LORDE) in thine anger: Oh chaste me not in thy heuy displeasure.
2 For thy arowes stick fast in me, and thy honde presseth me sore.
11 When thou punyshest man for synne, thou chastenest him: so that his beutie consumeth awaye, like as it were a mothe. O how vayne are all men?
7 where as (notwithstondinge) thou knowest that I am no wicked person, & that there is no man able to delyuer me out of thine honde.
8 Thy hondes haue made me, & fashioned me alltogether rounde aboute, wilt thou then destroye me sodely?
21 Thou art become myne enemye, & wt yi violet hade thou takest parte agaynst me.
8 And now LORDE, wherin shall I comforte me? my hope is in the.
9 Delyuer me from all myne offences, and make me not a scorne vnto the foolish.
11 Oh God, how loge shal the aduersary do this dishonoure, how loge shal the enemie blaspheme thy name? foreuer?
9 That he wolde begynne and smyte me: that he wolde let his honde go, & hew me downe.
13 Oh spare me a litle, that I maye refresh myself, before I go hence, and be nomore sene.
16 Thy wroth full displeasure goeth ouer me, the feare of the oppresseth me.
24 Therfore chaste thou vs (o LORDE) but with fauoure, and not in thy wrath, bringe vs not vtterly to naught.
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.
16 For why? it is bret with fyre, & lyeth waist: o let the perishe at the rebuke of thy wrath.
17 Let thy honde be vpon the man of thy right honde, & vpon the man who thou maydest so moch off for thine owne self.
10 And that because of ye indignacion and wrath, for thou hast taken me vp, and cast me awaye.
3 Agaynst me only he turneth his honde, & layeth it euer vpon me.
4 My flesh & my skynne hath he made olde, and my bones hath he brussed.
1 I am the ma, that (thorow the rodd of his wrath) haue experiece of misery.
19 I am eue as it were claye, & am become like asshes & dust.
1 Oh LORDE, rebuke me not in thine anger: Oh chaste me not in thy heuy displeasure.
21 Haue pite vpon me, haue pite vpon me (o ye my frendes) for the hande of the LORDE hath touched me.
4 And because thy hande was so heuy vpon me both daye and night, my moysture was like the drouth in Sommer. Sela.
11 O let not the fote of pryde ouertake me, O let not the hande of ye vngodly cast me downe.
20 Shall not my short life come soone to an ende? O holde the fro me, let me alone, that I maye ease myself a litle:
4 My hert was hote within me, & whyle I was thus musynge, the fyre kyndled: so that I spake with my tonge.
5 LORDE, let me knowe myne ende, and the nombre of my dayes: that I maye be certified what I wante.
2 and will saye vnto God: O do not condemne me, but shewe me the cause, wherfore thou iudgest me on this maner.
8 (wherof my wryncles beare wytnesse) there stodeth vp a dyssembler to make me answere with lyes to my face.
17 He hath put my soule out of rest, I forget all good thinges.
9 He hath spoyled me of myne honoure, & taken the crowne awaye fro my heade.
34 Let him take his rod awaye fro me, yee let him make me nomore afrayed of him,
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.
19 But I (as a meke lambe) was caried awaye to be slayne: not knowinge, that they had deuysed soch a councel agaynst me, sayenge: We will destroye his meate with wod, and dryue him out of the londe of the lyuynge, that his name shal neuer be thought vpon.
22 The let myne arme fall fro my shulder, & myne arme holes be broken from the ioyntes.
23 For I haue euer feared ye vengeaunce & punyshmet of God, & knew very well, yt I was not able to beare his burthe.
14 Wherfore do I beare my flesh in my teth, and my soule in myne hondes?
7 Sela. Thou hast put awaye myne acquataunce farre fro me, & made me to be abhorred of them:
11 He hath marred my wayes, and broke me in peces, he hath layed me waist altogether.
9 Turne thy face fro my synnes, and put out all my my?dedes.
14 Wherfore shulde I be then punyshed daylie, & be chastened euery mornynge?
12 Myne age is folden vp together and taken awaye fro me, like a sheperdes cotage: my lyfe is hewen of, like as a weeuer cutteth of his webb. Whyl I was yet takinge my rest, he hewed me of, & made an ende of me in one daie.
15 For I haue herde the blasphemy of the multitude: euery man abhorreth me: they haue gathered a councel together agaynst me, and are purposed to take awaye my life.
10 They haue opened their mouthes wyde vpon me, and smytten me vpon the cheke despitefully, they haue eased the selues thorow myne aduersite.
19 Why goest thou not fro me, ner lettest me alone, so longe till I swalow downe my spetle?
3 For my dayes are consumed awaye like smoke, & my bones are brent vp as it were a fyre brande.
3 Lo, ten tymes haue ye reproued me: are ye not ashamed, for to laugh me so to scorne?