Job 7:19
Howe long will it be yer thou depart from me? thou wilt not let me alone whiles I may swallowe my spettle.
Howe long will it be yer thou depart from me? thou wilt not let me alone whiles I may swallowe my spettle.
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20I haue sinned, what shal I do vnto thee? O thou preseruer of me, why hast thou set me as a marke against thee, so that I am a burden vnto my selfe?
21And why doest thou not pardon my trespasse? and take away mine iniquitie? for nowe shall I sleepe in the dust, and if thou seekest me in the morning, I shall not be found.
18And doest visite him euery morning, and tryest him euery moment?
11Therefore I will not spare my mouth, but will speake in the trouble of my spirite, and muse in the bitternesse of my minde.
12Am I a sea or a whalefish, that thou keepest me in warde?
1To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. Howe long wilt thou forget me, O Lord, for euer? howe long wilt thou hide thy face from me?
2How long shall I take counsell within my selfe, hauing wearinesse dayly in mine heart? how long shall mine enemie be exalted aboue me?
24Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and takest me for thine enemie?
19Who is he, that will pleade with me? for if I nowe holde my tongue, I dye.
20But doe not these two things vnto me: then will I not hide my selfe from thee.
21Withdrawe thine hande from me, and let not thy feare make me afraide.
22Then call thou, and I will answere: or let me speake, and answere thou me.
12Heare my prayer, O Lord, & hearken vnto my cry: keepe not silence at my teares, for I am a strager with thee, and a soiourner as all my fathers.
13Stay thine anger from me, that I may recouer my strength, before I go hence and be not.
2Howe long will yee vexe my soule, and torment me with wordes?
3Ye haue now ten times reproched me, and are not ashamed: ye are impudent toward mee.
18He wil not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth me with bitternesse.
13That thou answerest to God at thy pleasure, and bringest such wordes out of thy mouth?
1To him that excelleth vpon Aiieleth Hasshahar. A Psalme of Dauid. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me, and art so farre from mine health, and from the wordes of my roaring?
3My soule is also sore troubled: but Lorde how long wilt thou delay?
16I abhorre it, I shall not liue alway: spare me then, for my dayes are but vanitie.
10Take thy plague away from mee: for I am consumed by the stroke of thine hand.
22Why do ye persecute me, as God? & are not satisfied with my flesh?
10They abhorre me, & flee farre from mee, and spare not to spit in my face.
15My strength is dryed vp like a potsheard, and my tongue cleaueth to my iawes, and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
7Whither shall I goe from thy Spirite? or whither shall I flee from thy presence?
11Cast mee not away from thy presence, and take not thine holy Spirit from me.
4Thou keepest mine eyes waking: I was astonied and could not speake.
4Then I saide, I am cast away out of thy sight: yet will I looke againe towarde thine holy Temple.
19He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like ashes and dust.
3I am wearie of crying: my throte is drie: mine eyes faile, whiles I waite for my God.
31Yet shalt thou plunge mee in the pit, and mine owne clothes shal make me filthie.
5Then let the enemie persecute my soule and take it: yea, let him treade my life downe vpon the earth, and lay mine honour in the dust. Selah.
14Lorde, why doest thou reiect my soule, and hidest thy face from me?
19But be thou not farre off, O Lorde, my strength: hasten to helpe me.
1My breath is corrupt: my dayes are cut off, & the graue is readie for me.
2There are none but mockers with mee, & mine eye continueth in their bitternesse.
18Why is mine heauines continuall? And my plague desperate and cannot be healed? why art thou vnto me as a lyar, and as waters that faile?
20Are not my dayes fewe? let him cease, and leaue off from me, that I may take a litle comfort,
46Lord, howe long wilt thou hide thy selfe, for euer? shall thy wrath burne like fire?
2For thou art the God of my strength: why hast thou put me away? why goe I so mourning, when the enemie oppresseth me?
9Hide not therefore thy face from mee, nor cast thy seruat away in displeasure: thou hast bene my succour: leaue me not, neither forsake mee, O God of my saluation.
16But I haue not thrust in my selfe for a pastour after thee, neither haue I desired the day of miserie, thou knowest: that which came out of my lips, was right before thee.
13Oh that thou wouldest hide me in the graue, and keepe me secret, vntill thy wrath were past, and wouldest giue me terme, and remember me.
21Forsake me not, O Lord: be not thou farre from me, my God.
10O God, howe long shall the aduersarie reproche thee? shall the enemie blaspheme thy Name for euer?
7Heare me speedily, O Lorde, for my spirit fayleth: hide not thy face from me, els I shall be like vnto them that go downe into the pit.
17Thus my soule was farre off from peace: I forgate prosperitie,
15Let not the water flood drowne mee, neither let the deepe swallowe me vp: and let not the pit shut her mouth vpon me.
22Though I said in mine haste, I am cast out of thy sight, yet thou heardest the voyce of my prayer, when I cryed vnto thee.