Psalms 102:24
And I sayd, O my God, take me not away in the middes of my dayes: thy yeeres endure from generation to generation.
And I sayd, O my God, take me not away in the middes of my dayes: thy yeeres endure from generation to generation.
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23He abated my strength in the way, and shortened my dayes.
25Thou hast aforetime layde the foundation of the earth, and the heauens are the worke of thine hands.
26They shall perish, but thou shalt endure: euen they all shall waxe olde as doeth a garment: as a vesture shalt thou change them, and they shall be changed.
27But thou art the same, and thy yeeres shall not fayle.
9Cast mee not off in the time of age: forsake me not when my strength faileth.
17O God, thou hast taught me fro my youth euen vntill nowe: therefore will I tell of thy wonderous workes,
18Yea, euen vnto mine olde age and graie head, O God: forsake me not, vntill I haue declared thine arme vnto this generation, and thy power to all them, that shall come.
10I saide in the cutting off of my dayes, I shall goe to the gates of the graue: I am depriued of the residue of my yeeres.
11I said, I shall not see the Lord, euen the Lord in the land of the liuing: I shall see man no more among the inhabitants of the world.
12Mine habitation is departed, and is remoued from me, like a shepheards tent: I haue cut off like a weauer my life: he will cut me off from the height: from day to night, thou wilt make an ende of 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.
4Lord, let me know mine ende, and the measure of my dayes, what it is: let mee knowe howe long I haue to liue.
5Beholde, thou hast made my dayes as an hand breadth, and mine age as nothing in respect of thee: surely euery man in his best state is altogether vanitie. Selah.
5Are thy dayes as mans dayes? Or thy yeres, as the time of man,
11My dayes are like a shadowe that fadeth, and I am withered like grasse.
12But thou, O Lorde, doest remaine for euer, and thy remembrance from generation to generation.
46Lord, howe long wilt thou hide thy selfe, for euer? shall thy wrath burne like fire?
47Remember of what time I am: wherefore shouldest thou create in vaine all the children of men?
20Are not my dayes fewe? let him cease, and leaue off from me, that I may take a litle comfort,
11Cast mee not away from thy presence, and take not thine holy Spirit from me.
21Forsake me not, O Lord: be not thou farre from me, my God.
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.
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.
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.
10For my life is wasted with heauinesse, and my yeeres with mourning: my strength faileth for my paine, and my bones are consumed.
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.
2Hide not thy face from me in the time of my trouble: incline thine eares vnto me: when I call, make haste to heare me.
3For my dayes are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burnt like an herthe.
1A prayer of Moses, the man of God. Lord, thou hast bene our habitation from generation to generation.
2Before the mountaines were made, and before thou hadst formed the earth, and the world, euen from euerlasting to euerlasting thou art our God.
3Thou turnest man to destruction: againe thou sayest, Returne, ye sonnes of Adam.
4For a thousande yeeres in thy sight are as yesterday when it is past, & as a watch in the night.
10And I sayde, This is my death: yet I remembred the yeeres of the right hand of the most High.
11My dayes are past, mine enterprises are broken, and the thoughts of mine heart
9For all our dayes are past in thine anger: we haue spent our yeeres as a thought.
10The time of our life is threescore yeeres and ten, and if they be of strength, fourescore yeeres: yet their strength is but labour and sorowe: for it is cut off quickly, and we flee away.
5Then I considered the daies of olde, and the yeeres of ancient time.
12Art thou not of olde, O Lorde my God, mine holy one? we shall not die: O Lord, thou hast ordeined them for iudgement, and O God, thou hast established them for correction.
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.
11Withdrawe not thou thy tender mercie from mee, O Lord: let thy mercie and thy trueth alway preserue me.
1My breath is corrupt: my dayes are cut off, & the graue is readie for me.
6Thou shalt giue the King a long life: his yeeres shalbe as many ages.
14But I trusted in thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my God.
15My times are in thine hande: deliuer mee from the hande of mine enemies, and from them that persecute me.
12And as for me, thou vpholdest me in mine integritie, & doest set me before thy face for euer.
24Iudge me, O Lorde my God, according to thy righteousnesse, and let them not reioyce ouer mee.
19But be thou not farre off, O Lorde, my strength: hasten to helpe me.
1Michtam of Dauid. Preserue mee, O God: for in thee doe I trust.