Psalms 90:9
For when thou art angrie, all or dayes are gone, we brynge or yeares to an ende, as it were a tayle that is tolde.
For when thou art angrie, all or dayes are gone, we brynge or yeares to an ende, as it were a tayle that is tolde.
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10 The dayes of oure age are iij. score yeares & ten: & though men be so stronge that they come to iiij. score yeares, yet is their strength then but laboure and sorowe: so soone passeth it awaye, & we are gone.
11 But who regardeth the power of thy wrath, thy fearfull & terrible displeasure?
12 O teach vs to nombre oure dayes, that we maye applie oure hertes vnto wy?dome.
13 Turne the agayne (o LORDE) at the last, and be gracious vnto thy seruauntes.
14 O satisfie vs with thy mercy, and that soone: so shal we reioyse and be glad all the dayes of oure life.
15 Comforte vs agayne, now after the tyme that thou hast plaged vs, and for the yeares wherin we haue suffred aduersite.
3 Thou turnest man to destruccion, Agayne, thou sayest: come agayne ye children of men.
4 For a thousande yeares in thy sight are but as yesterdaye that is past, and like as it were a night watch.
5 As soone as thou scatrest them, they are euen as a slepe, and fade awaye sodenly like the grasse.
6 In the mornynge it is grene and groweth vp, but in the euenynge it is cutt downe and wythered.
7 For we consume awaye in thy displeasure, and are afrayed at thy wrothfull indignacion.
8 Thou settest oure mi?dedes before the, and oure secrete synnes in the light of thy countenaunce.
9 Namely, yt we are but of yesterdaye, and considre not, that oure dayes vpon earth are buth a very shadow.
45 Thou hast put out his glory, and cast his Trone downe to the grounde.
46 The dayes of his youth hast thou shortened, and couered him with dishonoure.
47 Sela. LORDE, how longe wilt thou hyde thy self? For euer? shal thy wrath burne like fyre?
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.
15 For we are but pilgrems & straugers before the, as were all oure fathers. Oure life vpon earth is as a shadowe, and here is no abydinge.
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.
33 Therfore their dayes were consumed in vanite, and sodenly their yeares were gone.
4 Man is like a thinge of naught, his tyme passeth awaye like a shadowe.
11 My dayes are gone like a shadowe, and I am wythered like grasse.
6 my dayes passe ouer more spedely, the a weeuer can weeue out his webbe, and are gone, or I am awarre.
5 Are thy dayes as the dayes of man, and thy yeares as mans yeares?
11 My dayes are past, my thoughtes are vanished awaye, which haue vexed myne herte,
15 That a man in his tyme is but as is grasse, & florisheth as a floure of the felde.
18 They laye so sharpe waite for vs, that we can not go safe vpon the stretes: for oure ende is come, oure dayes are fulfilled, oure ende is here.
23 He hath brought downe my strength in my iourney, and shortened my dayes.
24 Yet wil I saye: O my God, take me not awaye in ye myddest of myne age: as for thy yeares, they endure thorow out all generacions.
5 Wilt thou be displeased at vs for euer? wilt thou stretch out thy wrath from one generacion to another?
25 My dayes haue bene more swifte, then a runner: they are gone sodenly, and haue sene no good thinge.
3 For my dayes are consumed awaye like smoke, & my bones are brent vp as it were a fyre brande.
16 Thy wroth full displeasure goeth ouer me, the feare of the oppresseth me.
10 I thought I shulde haue gone to the gates of hell in my best age, and haue wanted the residue of my yeares.
1 Lorde, thou art oure refuge from one generacion to another.
8 Yf a man lyue many yeares, and be glad in them all, let him remembre the dayes of darcknesse, which shalbe many: & when they come, all thinges shalbe but vanite.
20 Wherfore wilt thou still forget vs, and forsake vs so longe?
5 LORDE, how longe wilt thou be angrie? shal thy gelousy burne like fyre for euer?
12 For or offences are many before ye, & or synnes testifie agaynst vs. Yee we must cofesse yt we offende, & knowlege, yt we do amysse:
27 The feare of ye LORDE maketh a loge life, but ye yeares of ye vngodly shal be shortened.
43 Thou hast couered vs in thy wrath, & persecuted vs, thou hast slayne vs without eny fauoure.
4 Blessed is he that hath ye God of Iacob for his helpe, and whose hope is in the LORDE his God.
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.
22 for thou hast now banished vs longe ynough, and bene sore displeased at vs.
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.
1 My breth fayleth, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes dore.
9 Yee they saye in their hertes: Let vs spoyle the all together, thus haue they brent vp all the houses of God in the londe.
5 For his wrath endureth but the twincklinge of an eye, and his pleasure is in life: heuynesse maye well endure for a night, but ioye commeth in the mornynge.
9 Be not to sore displeased (o LORDE) and kepe not oure offences to loge in thy remembraunce, but considre that we all are thy people.