Psalms 55:4
Mine heart trembleth within mee, and the terrours of death are fallen vpon me.
Mine heart trembleth within mee, and the terrours of death are fallen vpon me.
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5Feare and trembling are come vpon mee, and an horrible feare hath couered me.
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.
3Therefore are my loynes filled with sorow: sorowes haue taken me as the sorowes of a woman that trauayleth: I was bowed downe when I heard it, and I was amased when I sawe it.
4Mine heart failed: fearefulnesse troubled me: the night of my pleasures hath he turned into feare vnto me.
3When the snares of death copassed me, and the griefes of the graue caught me: when I founde trouble and sorowe.
4The sorowes of death compassed me, and the floods of wickednes made me afraide.
5The sorowes of the graue haue compassed me about: the snares of death ouertooke 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.
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.
15I am afflicted and at the point of death: from my youth I suffer thy terrours, doubting of my life.
16Thine indignations goe ouer me, and thy feare hath cut me off.
25For the thing I feared, is come vpon me, and the thing that I was afraid of, is come vnto me.
5For the pangs of death haue compassed me: the floods of vngodlinesse haue made mee afrayd.
6The sorowes of the graue compassed mee about: the snares of death ouertooke mee.
3For the voyce of the enemie, and for the vexation of ye wicked, because they haue brought iniquitie vpon me, and furiously hate me.
15Feare is turned vpon mee: and they pursue my soule as the winde, and mine health passeth away as a cloude.
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.
8I am weakened and sore broken: I roare for the very griefe of mine heart.
21Certainely mine heart was vexed, and I was pricked in my reines:
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.
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.
15Therefore I am troubled at his presence, & in considering it, I am afraid of him.
16For God hath softened mine heart, & the Almightie hath troubled me.
10Mine heart panteth: my strength faileth me, and the light of mine eyes, euen they are not mine owne.
19My bely, my bely, I am pained, euen at the very heart: mine heart is troubled within me: I cannot be still: for my soule hath heard the sounde of the trumpet, and the alarme of the battell.
1At this also mine heart is astonied, & is mooued out of his place.
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.
17Surely I am ready to halte, and my sorow is euer before me.
4For the arrowes of the Almightie are in me, the venime whereof doeth drinke vp my spirit, and the terrours of God fight against me.
18I would haue comforted my selfe against sorowe, but mine heart is heauie in me.
3For my soule is filled with euils, and my life draweth neere to the graue.
14Feare came vpon me, & dread which made all my bones to tremble.
22Because I am poore and needie, and mine heart is wounded within me.
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.
6I am bowed, and crooked very sore: I goe mourning all the day.
17The sorowes of mine heart are enlarged: drawe me out of my troubles.
1My breath is corrupt: my dayes are cut off, & the graue is readie for me.
53Feare is come vpon mee for the wicked, that forsake thy Lawe.
6Euen when I remember, I am afrayde, and feare taketh hold on my flesh.
13His archers compasse mee rounde about: he cutteth my reines, and doth not spare, & powreth my gall vpon the ground.
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.
15Therefore my soule chuseth rather to be strangled and to die, then to be in my bones.
11He hath stopped my wayes, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
4For mine iniquities are gone ouer mine head, and as a weightie burden they are too heauie for me.