Psalms 88:8
I am so fast in preson, that I can not get forth.
I am so fast in preson, that I can not get forth.
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14LORDE, why puttest thou awaye my soule? Wherfore hydest thou thy face fro me?
15My strength is gone for very sorow and misery, with fearfulnesse do I beare thy burthens.
16Thy wroth full displeasure goeth ouer me, the feare of the oppresseth me.
17They come rounde aboute me daylie like water, and compase me together on euery syde.
18My louers and fredes hast thou put awaye fro me, and turned awaye myne acquantaunce.
13He hath put my brethren farre awaye fro me, and soch as were of myne acquauntaunce, are become straugers vnto me.
14Myne owne kyn?folkes haue forsaken me, and my frendes haue put me out of remembraunce.
15The seruauntes and maydens of myne owne house take me for a strauger, and I am become as an aleaunt in their sight.
3I am couted as one of the that go downe vnto the pytte, I am eue as a ma that hath no stregth.
4Fre amoge the deed, like vnto the yt lye in the graue, which be out of remembrauce, and are cutt awaye from thy honde.
5Thou hast layed me in the lowest pytte, in ye darcknesse and in the depe.
6Thy indignacion lieth hard vpon me, and thou vexest me with all thy floudes.
7Sela. Thou hast put awaye myne acquataunce farre fro me, & made me to be abhorred of them:
9My sight fayleth for very trouble: LORDE, I call daylie vpo the, and stretch out my hondes vnto the.
11My life is waxen olde with heuynesse, and my yeares wt mournynge.
12My stregth fayleth me because of my aduersite, and my bones are corrupte.
11My louers & frendes stonde lokynge vpon my trouble, and my kynsmen are gone a farre of.
6He hath set me in darcknesse, as they that be deed for euer.
7He hath so hedged me in, that I can not get out, & hath layed heuy lynckes vpon me.
8Though I crie & call piteously, yet heareth he not my prayer.
9He hath stopped vp my wayes with foure squared stones, & made my pathes croked.
19All soch as were my most familiers, abhorre me: and they whom I loued best, are turned agaynst me.
8He hath hedged vp my path, I ca not get awaye, he hath set darcknesse in my gate.
11He hath marred my wayes, and broke me in peces, he hath layed me waist altogether.
4I thought that I had bene cast awaye out of thy sight: but I wil yet agayne loke towarde thy holy temple.
21They 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.
7And now that I am full of payne, and all that I haue destroied
8(wherof my wryncles beare wytnesse) there stodeth vp a dyssembler to make me answere with lyes to my face.
22Thou hydest them priuely by thine owne presence from the proude men, thou kepest them secretly in thy tabernacle, from the strife of tonges.
8Awaye fro me all ye wicked doers, for the LORDE hath herde the voyce off my wepinge.
12Myne 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.
17He hath put my soule out of rest, I forget all good thinges.
8I am become a straunger vnto my brethren, and an aleaunt vnto my mothers children.
21Forsake me not (O LORDE my God) O go not farre fro me.
2For thou (o God) art my stregth: why hast thou shot me from the? Why go I then so heuely, whyle the enemie oppresseth me?
10they abhorre me, they fle farre fro me & stayne my face wt spetle.
3Lo, ten tymes haue ye reproued me: are ye not ashamed, for to laugh me so to scorne?
6He hath made me as it were a byworde of the comon people, I am his gestinge stocke amoge the.
19I am eue as it were claye, & am become like asshes & dust.
31yet shuldest thou dyppe me in ye myre, & myne owne clothes shulde defyle me.
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.
24Wherfore hydest thou thy face, and holdest me for thine enemye?
53They haue put downe my life in to a pitte, and layed a stone vpon me.
1My God, my God: why hast thou forsaken me? ye wordes of my coplaynte are farre fro my health.
1O Lorde God my Sauyor, I crie daye & night before the: Oh let my prayer entre in to thy presence, encline thine eare vnto my callynge.
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.
8Myne enemies reuyle me all the daye longe, they laugh me to scorne, and are sworne together against me.
28Mekely & lowly came I in, yee & without eny displeasure: I stode vp in ye cogregacion, & commoned with the
10And that because of ye indignacion and wrath, for thou hast taken me vp, and cast me awaye.
19Drawe nye vnto my soule, and saue it: Oh delyuer me because of myne enemies.