Psalms 39:10
Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
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21 Withdraw thine hand far from me: and let not thy dread make me afraid.
1 A alm of David, to bring to remembrance. O LORD, rebuke me not in thy wrath: neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
2 For thine arrows stick fast in me, and thy hand presseth me sore.
11 When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely every man is vanity. Selah.
7 Thou knowest that I am not wicked; and there is none that can deliver out of thine hand.
8 Thine hands have made me and fashioned me together round about; yet thou dost destroy me.
21 Thou art become cruel to me: with thy strong hand thou opposest thyself against me.
8 Deliver me from all my transgressions: make me not the reproach of the foolish.
9 I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou didst it.
11 Why withdrawest thou thy hand, even thy right hand? pluck it out of thy bosom.
9 Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
13 O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.
16 Thy fierce wrath goeth over me; thy terrors have cut me off.
24 O LORD, correct me, but with judgment; not in thine anger, lest thou bring me to nothing.
9 Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: mine eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my belly.
10 For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
16 It is burned with fire, it is cut down: they perish at the rebuke of thy countenance.
17 Let thy hand be upon the man of thy right hand, upon the son of man whom thou madest strong for thyself.
10 Because of thine indignation and thy wrath: for thou hast lifted me up, and cast me down.
3 Surely against me is he turned; he turneth his hand against me all the day.
4 My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
1 I am the man that hath seen affliction by the rod of his wrath.
19 He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
1 To the chief Musician on Neginoth upon Sheminith, A alm of David. O LORD, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
21 Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the hand of God hath touched me.
4 For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah.
11 Let not the foot of pride come against me, and let not the hand of the wicked remove me.
20 Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
4 LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am.
5 Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth; and mine age is as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah.
2 I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou contendest with me.
8 And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me beareth witness to my face.
17 And thou hast removed my soul far off from peace: I forgat prosperity.
9 He hath stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head.
34 Let him take his rod away from me, and let not his fear terrify me:
15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
19 But I was like a lamb or an ox that is brought to the slaughter; and I knew not that they had devised devices against me, saying, Let us destroy the tree with the fruit thereof, and let us cut him off from the land of the living, that his name may be no more remembered.
22 Then let mine arm fall from my shoulder blade, and mine arm be broken from the bone.
23 For destruction from God was a terror to me, and by reason of his highness I could not endure.
14 Wherefore do I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in mine hand?
7 Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, and thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. Selah.
11 He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desote.
9 Hide thy face from my sins, and blot out all mine iniquities.
14 For all the day long have I been plagued, and chastened every morning.
12 Mine age is departed, and is removed from me as a shepherd's tent: I have cut off like a weaver my life: he will cut me off with pining sickness: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.
15 My times are in thy hand: deliver me from the hand of mine enemies, and from them that persecute me.
10 They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me.
19 How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
3 For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth.
3 These ten times have ye reproached me: ye are not ashamed that ye make yourselves strange to me.