Psalms 31:10
For my life is wasted with heauinesse, and my yeeres with mourning: my strength faileth for my paine, and my bones are consumed.
For my life is wasted with heauinesse, and my yeeres with mourning: my strength faileth for my paine, and my bones are consumed.
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9Haue mercie vpon mee, O Lorde: for I am in trouble: mine eye, my soule and my bellie are consumed with griefe.
6I am bowed, and crooked very sore: I goe mourning all the day.
7For my reines are full of burning, and there is nothing sound in my flesh.
8I am weakened and sore broken: I roare for the very griefe of mine heart.
9Lorde, I powre my whole desire before thee, and my sighing is not hid from thee.
10Mine heart panteth: my strength faileth me, and the light of mine eyes, euen they are not mine owne.
7Mine eye is dimmed for despight, and sunke in because of all mine enemies.
3For my dayes are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burnt like an herthe.
4Mine heart is smitten and withereth like grasse, because I forgate to eate my bread.
5For the voyce of my groning my bones doe cleaue to my skinne.
16Therefore my soule is nowe powred out vpon me, and the dayes of affliction haue taken holde on me.
17It pearceth my bones in the night, and my sinewes take no rest.
11I was a reproch among all mine enemies, but specially among my neighbours: and a feare to mine acquaintance, who seeing me in the streete, fled from me.
12I am forgotten, as a dead man out of minde: I am like a broken vessell.
14I am like water powred out, and all my bones are out of ioynt: mine heart is like waxe: it is molten in the middes of my bowels.
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.
1My breath is corrupt: my dayes are cut off, & the graue is readie for me.
4My flesh and my skinne hath he caused to waxe olde, and he hath broken my bones.
3For the enemie hath persecuted my soule: he hath smitten my life downe to the earth: he hath layde me in the darkenes, as they that haue bene dead long agoe:
4And my spirit was in perplexitie in me, and mine heart within me was amased.
13From aboue hath hee sent fire into my bones, which preuaile against them: he hath spred a net for my feete, and turned me backe: hee hath made me desolate, and daily in heauinesse.
14The yoke of my transgressions is bounde vpon his hand: they are wrapped, and come vp vpon my necke: hee hath made my strength to fall: the Lord hath deliuered me into their hands, neither am I able to rise vp.
7Mine eye therefore is dimme for griefe, and all my strength is like a shadowe.
2Haue mercie vpon me, O Lorde, for I am weake: O Lord heale me, for my bones are vexed.
17Surely I am ready to halte, and my sorow is euer before me.
20Behold, O Lorde, howe I am troubled: my bowels swell: mine heart is turned within me, for I am ful of heauinesse: the sword spoyleth abroad, as death doeth at home.
12For innumerable troubles haue compassed mee: my sinnes haue taken such holde vpon me, that I am not able to looke vp: yea, they are moe in nomber then the heares of mine head: therefore mine heart hath failed me.
3For my soule is filled with euils, and my life draweth neere to the graue.
22Let al their wickednes come before thee: do vnto them, as thou hast done vnto me, for all my transgressions: for my sighes are many, & mine heart is heauy.
1My soule is cut off though I liue: I wil leaue my complaint vpon my selfe, & wil speake in the bitternesse of my soule.
3When I helde my tongue, my bones consumed, or when I roared all the day,
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.
3There is nothing sound in my flesh, because of thine anger: neither is there rest in my bones because of my sinne.
4For mine iniquities are gone ouer mine head, and as a weightie burden they are too heauie for me.
18And I saide, My strength & mine hope is perished from the Lord,
23He abated my strength in the way, and shortened my dayes.
11My dayes are like a shadowe that fadeth, and I am withered like grasse.
4Mine heart trembleth within mee, and the terrours of death are fallen vpon me.
15What shall I say? for he hath said it to me, and he hath done it: I shall walke weakely all my yeeres in the bitternesse of my soule.
24For my sighing commeth before I eate, and my roarings are powred out like the water.
10Take thy plague away from mee: for I am consumed by the stroke of thine hand.
11My dayes are past, mine enterprises are broken, and the thoughts of mine heart
18I would haue comforted my selfe against sorowe, but mine heart is heauie in me.
21Certainely mine heart was vexed, and I was pricked in my reines:
24My knees are weake through fasting, and my flesh hath lost all fatnes.
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.
19Wo is me for my destruction, and my grieuous plague: but I thought, Yet it is my sorow, and I will beare it.
21His flesh faileth that it can not be seene, and his bones which were not seene, clatter.
8And hast made me full of wrinkles which is a witnesse thereof, and my leannes ryseth vp in me, testifying the same in my face.
22Because I am poore and needie, and mine heart is wounded within me.