Psalms 69:2
I sticke fast in the depe myre, where no grounde is: I am come into depe waters, and the floudes wil drowne me.
I sticke fast in the depe myre, where no grounde is: I am come into depe waters, and the floudes wil drowne me.
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1 Helpe me (o God) for the waters are come in eue vnto my soule.
13 But LORDE, I made my prayer vnto the in an acceptable tyme:
14 Heare me (o God) with thy greate mercy & sure helpe.
15 Take me out of the myre, yt I syncke not: Oh let me be delyuered fro the yt hate me, & out of ye depe waters.
16 Lest ye water floude drowne me, that the depe swalowe me not vp, & yt the pitte shut not hir mouth vpon me.
17 Heare me (o LORDE) for thy louynge kyndnesse is confortable: turne the vnto me acordinge vnto yi greate mercy.
3 Thou haddest cast me downe depe in ye middest off the see, and the floude compased me aboute: yee all thy wawes and rowles of water went ouer me,
4 I thought that I had bene cast awaye out of thy sight: but I wil yet agayne loke towarde thy holy temple.
5 The waters compased me, euen to the very soule: the depe laye aboute me, and the wedes were wrapte aboute myne heade.
6 I wente downe to the botome of the hilles, & was barred in with earth for euer. But thou (o LORDE my God) hast brought vp my lyfe agayne out of corrupcion.
6 My God, my soule is vexed within me: therfore I remebre the londe of Iordane, & the litle hill of Hermonim. One depe calleth another wt the voyce of thy whystles, all thy wawes & water floudes are gone ouer me.
7 The LORDE hath promised his louynge kyndnesse daylie, therfore wil I prayse him in the night season, and make my prayer vnto ye God of my life.
3 I am weery of crienge, my throte is drye, my sight fayleth me, for waytinge so longe vpon my God.
54 They poured water vpon my heade, then thought I: now am I vndone.
55 I called vpon thy name (O LORDE) out of the depe pitte.
5 For the sorowes of death copased me, and the brokes of Belial made me afrayed.
6 The paynes of hell came aboute me, and the snares of death had ouertaken me.
4 The paynes of hell came aboute me, the snares of death toke holde vpo me.
5 Yet in my trouble I called vpo the LORDE, & coplayned vnto my God.
17 He sent downe from aboue, and receaued me, and drue me out of many waters.
19 I am eue as it were claye, & am become like asshes & dust.
16 He sent downe fro the heyth to fetch me, & toke me out of greate waters.
1 Ovt of the depe call I vnto the (o LORDE) LORDE heare my voyce.
6 Thy indignacion lieth hard vpon me, and thou vexest me with all thy floudes.
7 Sela. Thou hast put awaye myne acquataunce farre fro me, & made me to be abhorred of them:
6 I am weery of gronynge: Euery night wasshe I my bedde, & water my couche with my teares.
2 From the endes of ye earth wil I call vnto the, whe my herte is in trouble:
3 The snares of death copased me rounde aboute, the paynes of hell gat holde vpon me,
14 They fell vpon me, as it had bene ye breakynge in of waters, & came in by heapes to destroye me.
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.
29 Let the be wyped out of ye boke of the lyuinge, & not be written amonge the rightuous.
4 The depe waters of the proude had gone eue vnto oure soule.
5 But praysed be ye LORDE, which hath not geuen vs ouer for a pray vnto their teth.
3 I am couted as one of the that go downe vnto the pytte, I am eue as a ma that hath no stregth.
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.
24 This is the cause, that I syghe before I eate, and my roaringes fall out like a water floude.
3 For the enemie persecuteth my soule, he smyteth my life downe to the grounde, he layeth me in the darcknesse, as the deed men of the worlde.
4 Therfore is my sprete vexed within me, and my herte within me is desolate.
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.
6 Oh delyuer me fro my persecuters, for they are to stronge for me:
24 I haue dygged and dronke vp the straunge waters, and with ye soles of my fete haue I dryed vp the See.
2 Neuerthelesse my fete were allmost gone, my treadinges had wel nye slipte.
6 I saide: I will knowlege myne offence, and accuse my self vnto the LORDE, and so thou forgauest me the wickednesse of my synne.
6 I am brought into so greate trouble and misery, that I go mournynge all the daye longe.
6 Set vp thy self (o God) aboue the heaues, and thy glory aboue all the earth.
7 Sela. Heare me (o LORDE) and that soone, for my sprete waxeth faynte: hyde not yi face fro me, lest I be like vnto the that go downe in to the graue.
14 The yocke of my transgression is come at the last, with his honde hath he taken it vp, and put it aboute my neck. My strength is gone: the LORDE hath delyuered me in to those hondes, wherout I can not quyte myself.
9 Thou hast not delyuered me ouer in to the hodes of the enemie, but hast set my fete in a large rowme.
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.