Psalms 69:11
I put on a sacke also: and I became a prouerbe vnto them.
I put on a sacke also: and I became a prouerbe vnto them.
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7 For thy sake haue I suffred reproofe: shame hath couered my face.
8 I am become a stranger vnto my brethren, euen an aliant vnto my mothers sonnes.
9 For the zeale of thine house hath eaten mee, and the rebukes of them that rebuked thee, are fallen vpon me.
10 I wept and my soule fasted, but that was to my reproofe.
12 They that sate in the gate, spake of mee, and the drunkardes sang of me.
6 Hee hath also made mee a byword of the people, and I am as a Tabret before them.
7 Mine eye therefore is dimme for griefe, and all my strength is like a shadowe.
9 And now am I their song, and I am their talke.
13 Yet I, when they were sicke, I was clothed with a sacke: I humbled my soule with fasting: and my praier was turned vpon my bosome.
14 I behaued my selfe as to my friend, or as to my brother: I humbled my selfe, mourning as one that bewaileth his mother.
15 But in mine aduersitie they reioyced, and gathered them selues together: the abiects assembled themselues against me, and knewe not: they tare me and ceased not,
14 I was a derision to all my people, and their song all the day.
15 I haue sowed a sackcloth vpon my skinne, and haue abased mine horne vnto the dust.
16 My face is withered with weeping, and the shadow of death is vpon mine eyes,
25 I became also a rebuke vnto them: they that looked vpon me, shaked their heads.
10 For my life is wasted with heauinesse, and my yeeres with mourning: my strength faileth for my paine, and my bones are consumed.
11 I 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.
12 I am forgotten, as a dead man out of minde: I am like a broken vessell.
19 Thou hast knowen my reproofe and my shame, and my dishonour: all mine aduersaries are before thee.
20 Rebuke hath broken mine heart, and I am full of heauinesse, and I looked for some to haue pitie on me, but there was none: and for comforters, but I found none.
21 For they gaue me gall in my meate, and in my thirst they gaue me vineger to drinke.
8 Mine enemies reuile me dayly, and they that rage against me, haue sworne against me.
9 Surely I haue eaten asshes as bread, and mingled my drinke with weeping,
18 For the great vehemencie is my garment changed, which compasseth me about as the colar of my coate.
19 He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like ashes and dust.
3 I clothe the heauens with darkenesse, and make a sacke their couering.
6 I am bowed, and crooked very sore: I goe mourning all the day.
31 Therefore mine harpe is turned to mourning, and mine organs into the voyce of them that weepe.
6 But I am a worme, and not a man: a shame of men, and the contempt of the people.
7 All they that see me, haue me in derision: they make a mowe and nod the head, saying,
31 Yet shalt thou plunge mee in the pit, and mine owne clothes shal make me filthie.
28 I went mourning without sunne: I stood vp in the congregation and cryed.
8 For since I spake, I cryed out of wrong, and proclaimed desolation: therefore the word of the Lorde was made a reproche vnto me, and in derision daily.
19 Wo is me for my destruction, and my grieuous plague: but I thought, Yet it is my sorow, and I will beare it.
19 Let it be vnto him as a garment to couer him, and for a girdle, wherewith he shalbe alway girded.
21 Certainely mine heart was vexed, and I was pricked in my reines:
18 The wicked also despised mee, and when I rose, they spake against me.
19 All my secret friends abhorred me, & they whome I loued, are turned against me.
14 I put on iustice, and it couered me: my iudgement was as a robe, and a crowne.
3 I am wearie of crying: my throte is drie: mine eyes faile, whiles I waite for my God.
11 He hath stopped my wayes, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
3 Ye haue now ten times reproched me, and are not ashamed: ye are impudent toward mee.
8 Mourne like a virgine girded with sackcloth for the husband of her youth.
17 Surely I am ready to halte, and my sorow is euer before me.
10 They haue opened their mouthes vpon me, and smitten me on the cheeke in reproch; they gather themselues together against me.
21 They 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.
17 I sate not in the assembly of the mockers, neither did I reioyce, but sate alone because of thy plague: for thou hast filled me with indignation.
14 For dayly haue I bene punished, and chastened euery morning.
5 For the voyce of my groning my bones doe cleaue to my skinne.
8 Therefore I will mourne and howle: I wil goe without clothes, and naked: I will make lamentation like the dragons, and mourning as the ostriches.