Vers 25

My dayes haue bene more swifte, then a runner: they are gone sodenly, and haue sene no good thinge.

Refererte vers

  • Job 7:6-7 : 6 my dayes passe ouer more spedely, the a weeuer can weeue out his webbe, and are gone, or I am awarre. 7 O remembre, that my life is but a wynde, ad that myne eye shal nomore se the pleasures
  • Ps 90:9-9 : 9 For when thou art angrie, all or dayes are gone, we brynge or yeares to an ende, as it were a tayle that is tolde. 10 The dayes of oure age are iij. score yeares & ten: & though men be so stronge that they come to iiij. score yeares, yet is their strength then but laboure and sorowe: so soone passeth it awaye, & we are gone.
  • Jas 4:14 : 14 & yet ca not tell what shal happe to morowe. For what thinge is youre life? It is euen a vapoure that apereth for a lytell tyme, and the vanysheth awaye:
  • Esth 8:14 : 14 And the postes that rode vpon the Mules, made haistwith all spede, acordinge to the kynges worde: and the commaundement was deuysed in the castel of Susan.
  • Ps 39:5 : 5 LORDE, let me knowe myne ende, and the nombre of my dayes: that I maye be certified what I wante.
  • Ps 39:11 : 11 When thou punyshest man for synne, thou chastenest him: so that his beutie consumeth awaye, like as it were a mothe. O how vayne are all men?
  • Ps 89:47 : 47 Sela. LORDE, how longe wilt thou hyde thy self? For euer? shal thy wrath burne like fyre?

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  • They are passed awaye, as the shippes that be good vnder sale, and as the Aegle that haisteth to the pray.

  • my dayes passe ouer more spedely, the a weeuer can weeue out his webbe, and are gone, or I am awarre.

  • My dayes are past, my thoughtes are vanished awaye, which haue vexed myne herte,

  • Fearfulnesse is turned agaynst me. Myne honoure vanisheth awaye more swiftly then wynde, & my prosperite departeth hece like as it were a cloude.

  • O remembre, that my life is but a wynde, ad that myne eye shal nomore se the pleasures

  • The vngodly is very swyft: O yt his porcio also vpo earth were swyfter then ye runnynge water, which suffreth not ye shipma to beholde the fayre & pleasaut vyniardes.

  • My dayes are gone like a shadowe, and I am wythered like grasse.

  • Yf he came by me, I might not loke vpo him: yf he wente his waye, I shulde not perceaue it.

  • Shall not my short life come soone to an ende? O holde the fro me, let me alone, that I maye ease myself a litle:

  • They laye so sharpe waite for vs, that we can not go safe vpon the stretes: for oure ende is come, oure dayes are fulfilled, oure ende is here.

  • He hath brought downe my strength in my iourney, and shortened my dayes.

  • Oure persecuters are swifter then the Aegles of the ayre: they folowed vpon vs ouer the mountaynes, and layed wait for vs in ye wildernesse.

  • so that ye swifte shall not escape, nether the stronge be able to do eny thynge: no, the giaunte shal not saue his owne life.

  • & my path haue they clene marred. It was so easy for them to do me harme, that they neded no man to helpe the.

  • Haue mercy vpon me, O LORDE, for I am in trouble, myne eye is consumed for very heuynesse, yee my soule and my body.