Psalms 69:3
I am wearie of crying: my throte is drie: mine eyes faile, whiles I waite for my God.
I am wearie of crying: my throte is drie: mine eyes faile, whiles I waite for my God.
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1To him that excelleth vpon Shoshannim. A Psalme of Dauid. Saue mee, O God: for the waters are entred euen to my soule.
2I sticke fast in the deepe myre, where no staie is: I am come into deepe waters, and the streames runne ouer me.
1To him that excelleth. A Psalme to giue instruction, committed to the sonnes of Korah. As the harte brayeth for the riuers of water, so panteth my soule after thee, O God.
2My soule thirsteth for God, euen for the liuing God: when shall I come and appeare before the presence of God?
3My teares haue bin my meate day & night, while they dayly say vnto me, Where is thy God?
82Mine eyes faile for thy promes, saying, when wilt thou comfort me?
6I fainted in my mourning: I cause my bed euery night to swimme, and water my couch with my teares.
7Mine eye is dimmed for despight, and sunke in because of all mine enemies.
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.
24For my sighing commeth before I eate, and my roarings are powred out like the water.
6I stretch forth mine hands vnto thee: my soule desireth after thee, as the thirstie land. Selah.
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.
20Rebuke 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.
1A Psalme of Dauid. When he was in the wildernesse of Iudah. O God, thou art my God, earely will I seeke thee: my soule thirsteth for thee: my flesh longeth greatly after thee in a barren and drye land without water.
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.
9I wil say vnto God, which is my rocke, Why hast thou forgotten mee? why goe I mourning, when the enemie oppresseth me?
1To him that excelleth vpon Aiieleth Hasshahar. A Psalme of Dauid. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me, and art so farre from mine health, and from the wordes of my roaring?
2O my God, I crie by day, but thou hearest not, and by night, but haue no audience.
20My friends speake eloquently against me: but mine eye powreth out teares vnto God.
1For the excellent musitian Ieduthun. A Psalme committed to Asaph. My voyce came to God, when I cryed: my voyce came to God, and he heard me.
2In the day of my trouble I sought ye Lord: my sore ranne and ceased not in the night: my soule refused comfort.
9Mine eye is sorowfull through mine affliction: Lorde, I call dayly vpon thee: I stretch out mine hands vnto thee.
4They that hate mee without a cause, are moe then the heares of mine heade: they that would destroy mee, and are mine enemies falsly, are mightie, so that I restored that which I tooke not.
16My face is withered with weeping, and the shadow of death is vpon mine eyes,
1To him that excelleth on Neginoth. A Psalme of Dauid. Heare my cry, O God: giue eare vnto my prayer.
7And now Lord, what wait I for? mine hope is euen in thee.
22Because I am poore and needie, and mine heart is wounded within me.
123Mine eyes haue failed in waiting for thy saluation, and for thy iust promes.
1To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. I Waited paciently for the Lorde, and he inclined vnto me, and heard my cry.
1A Psalme of Dauid. O Lord, I call vpon thee: haste thee vnto me: heare my voyce, when I cry vnto thee.
5For the voyce of my groning my bones doe cleaue to my skinne.
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.
6Hearken vnto my crye, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecuters, for they are too strong for me.
4And my spirit was in perplexitie in me, and mine heart within me was amased.
5I haue waited on the Lord: my soule hath waited, and I haue trusted in his worde.
6My soule waiteth on the Lorde more then the morning watch watcheth for the morning.
14Like a crane or a swallow, so did I chatter: I did mourne as a doue: mine eies were lift vp on high: O Lord, it hath oppressed me, comfort me.
29When I am poore and in heauinesse, thine helpe, O God, shall exalt me.
16For these things I weepe: mine eye, euen mine eye casteth out water, because the comforter that should refresh my soule, is farre from me: my children are desolate, because the enemie preuailed.
17Surely I am ready to halte, and my sorow is euer before me.
13But Lorde, I make my praier vnto thee in an acceptable time, euen in the multitude of thy mercie: O God, heare me in the trueth of thy saluation.
49Mine eye droppeth without stay and ceaseth not,
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.
19Howe long will it be yer thou depart from me? thou wilt not let me alone whiles I may swallowe my spettle.
1A Psalme of Dauid, to giue instruction, and a prayer, when he was in the caue. I cryed vnto the Lord with my voyce: with my voyce I prayed vnto the Lord.
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.