Psalms 69:9
For the zele of thine house hath euen eaten me, and the rebukes of them that rebuked the, is fallen vpon me.
For the zele of thine house hath euen eaten me, and the rebukes of them that rebuked the, is fallen vpon me.
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10I wepte and chastened my self wt fastinge, and that was turned to my reprofe.
11I put on a sackecloth, and therfore they iested vpon me.
12They that satt in the gate, spake agaynst me, and the dronckardes made songes vpon me.
6Let not them that trust in the (o LORDE God of hoostes) be ashamed for my cause: let not those yt seke the, be confounded thorow me, o God of Israel.
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.
17His disciples remembred it, that is wrytten: The zele of thine house hath euen eaten me.
17Heare me (o LORDE) for thy louynge kyndnesse is confortable: turne the vnto me acordinge vnto yi greate mercy.
18Hyde not thy face from thy seruaut, for I am in trouble: O haist ye to helpe 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.
21The rebuke breaketh my hert, & maketh me heuy: I loke for some to haue pitie vpon me, but there is no man: & for some to coforte me, but I fynde none.
139My zele hath euen consumed me, because myne enemies haue forgotten thy wordes.
50Sela. LORDE, where are thy olde louynge kyndnesses, which thou sworest vnto Dauid in thy trueth?
51Remebre LORDE the rebuke that ye multitude of the people do vnto thy seruauntes, & how I haue borne it in my bosome.
8Myne enemies reuyle me all the daye longe, they laugh me to scorne, and are sworne together against me.
9I eate ashes with my bred, and mengle my drynke with wepynge.
10And that because of ye indignacion and wrath, for thou hast taken me vp, and cast me awaye.
22O turne fro me shame & rebuke, for I kepe thy testimonies.
25Helpe me o LORDE my God, oh saue me for thy mercies sake.
3I am weery of crienge, my throte is drye, my sight fayleth me, for waytinge so longe vpon my God.
4They yt hate me without a cause, are mo then the hayres of my heade: they that are myne enemies & wolde destroye me giltlesse, are mightie:
11My life is waxen olde with heuynesse, and my yeares wt mournynge.
3Lo, ten tymes haue ye reproued me: are ye not ashamed, for to laugh me so to scorne?
16My cofucion is daylie before me, & the shame of my face couereth me.
13My mouth shal speake of thy rightuousnesse & sauynge health all the daye loge, for I knowe no ende therof.
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.
15O LORDE (sayde I then) thou knowest all thinges, therfore remembre me, ad viset me, delyuer me fro my persecuters: Receaue not my cause in yi loge wrath, yet thou knowest, that for thy sake I suffre rebuke.
16When I had founde thy wordes, I at them vp gredely: they haue made my hert ioyfull & glad. For I call vpon thy name, o LORDE God off hoostes.
17I dwell not amonge the scorners, nether is my delyte therin: but I dwell only in the feare of thy honde, for thou hast fylled me with bytternes.
9Thou hast not delyuered me ouer in to the hodes of the enemie, but hast set my fete in a large rowme.
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.
26Let their habitacion be voyde, & no man to dwell in their tentes.
10I 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.
4We are become an open shame vnto oure enemies, a very scorne and derision vnto them that are rounde aboute vs.
42That I maye geue answere vnto my blasphemers, for my trust is in yi worde.
15The seruauntes and maydens of myne owne house take me for a strauger, and I am become as an aleaunt in their sight.
8because I haue now preached longe agaynst malicious Tyranny, and shewed them off destruccion. For ye which cause they cast the worde off the LORDE in my teth, and take me euer to the worst.
6But as for me, I am a worme and no man: a very scorne of me and the outcast of the people.
11Oure holy house which is oure bewty, where oure fathers praysed the, is brent vp, yee all oure comodities and pleasures are waysted awaye.
13From aboue hath he sent downe a fyre, in to my bones and chastened me: he hath layed a net for my fete, and throwne me wyde open: he hath made me desolate, so that I must euer be mournynge.
12O let the soroufull sighinge of the presoners come before the, and acordinge vnto ye power of thine arme, preserue those yt are appoynted to dye.
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.
22Seynge God persecuteth me, wil ye vexe me also? Haue ye not yet ynough of the trouble of my flesh?
14I am laughed to scorne of all my people, they make songes vpon me all ye daye loge.
41Thou hast ouerthrowne all his hedges, and broke downe his stronge holdes.
22I go hence like ye shadowe that departeth, and am dryuen awaye as ye greshoppers.
4Therfore is my sprete vexed within me, and my herte within me is desolate.