Psalms 38:4
For mine iniquities are gone ouer mine head, and as a weightie burden they are too heauie for me.
For mine iniquities are gone ouer mine head, and as a weightie burden they are too heauie for me.
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2For thine arrowes haue light vpon me, and thine hand lyeth vpon me.
3There is nothing sound in my flesh, because of thine anger: neither is there rest in my bones because of my sinne.
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.
5My woundes are putrified, and corrupt because of my foolishnes.
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.
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.
17Surely I am ready to halte, and my sorow is euer before me.
18When I declare my paine, and am sory for my sinne,
9Haue mercie vpon mee, O Lorde: for I am in trouble: mine eye, my soule and my bellie are consumed with griefe.
10For my life is wasted with heauinesse, and my yeeres with mourning: my strength faileth for my paine, and my bones are consumed.
17Beholde, for felicitie I had bitter griefe, but it was thy pleasure to deliuer my soule from the pit of corruption: for thou hast cast all my sinnes behinde thy backe.
18Looke vpon mine affliction and my trauel, and forgiue all my sinnes.
3For I know mine iniquities, and my sinne is euer before me.
4Against thee, against thee onely haue I sinned, and done euill in thy sight, that thou mayest be iust when thou speakest, and pure when thou iudgest.
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.
21They haue heard that I mourne, but there is none to comfort mee: all mine enemies haue heard of my trouble, and are glad, that thou hast done it: thou wilt bring the day, that thou hast pronounced, and they shalbe like vnto me.
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.
12For our trespasses are many before thee, and our sinnes testifie against vs: for our trespasses are with vs, and we knowe our iniquities
3Wicked deedes haue preuailed against me: but thou wilt be mercifull vnto our transgressions.
3When I helde my tongue, my bones consumed, or when I roared all the day,
4(For thine hand is heauie vpon me, day and night: and my moysture is turned into ye drought of summer. Selah)
5Then I acknowledged my sinne vnto thee, neither hid I mine iniquitie: for I thought, I will confesse against my selfe my wickednesse vnto the Lord, and thou forgauest the punishment of my sinne. Selah.
17Mine iniquitie is sealed vp, as in a bagge, and thou addest vnto my wickednesse.
4And my spirit was in perplexitie in me, and mine heart within me was amased.
4Mine heart trembleth within mee, and the terrours of death are fallen vpon me.
3For my soule is filled with euils, and my life draweth neere to the graue.
4I am counted among them that go downe vnto the pit, and am as a man without strength:
9Hide thy face from my sinnes, and put away all mine iniquities.
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?
3For it woulde be nowe heauier then the sande of the sea: therefore my wordes are swallowed vp.
5O God, thou knowest my foolishnesse, and my fautes are not hid from thee.
4Therefore I saide, Lorde haue mercie vpon me: heale my soule, for I haue sinned against thee.
14If I haue sinned, then thou wilt streightly looke vnto me, and wilt not holde mee giltlesse of mine iniquitie.
10Take thy plague away from mee: for I am consumed by the stroke of thine hand.
26For thou writest bitter things against me, and makest me to possesse the iniquities of my youth.
23Howe many are mine iniquities & sinnes? shewe me my rebellion, and my sinne.
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.
5For the voyce of my groning my bones doe cleaue to my skinne.
19Wo is me for my destruction, and my grieuous plague: but I thought, Yet it is my sorow, and I will beare it.
16Thine indignations goe ouer me, and thy feare hath cut me off.
28Then I am afrayd of all my sorowes, knowing that thou wilt not iudge me innocent.
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.
54Waters flowed ouer mine head, then thought I, I am destroyed.
17Thus my soule was farre off from peace: I forgate prosperitie,
17It pearceth my bones in the night, and my sinewes take no rest.
18For the great vehemencie is my garment changed, which compasseth me about as the colar of my coate.