Psalms 39:13
Oh spare me a litle, that I may recouer my strength: before I go hence, and be no more seene.
Oh spare me a litle, that I may recouer my strength: before I go hence, and be no more seene.
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12Heare my prayer O God, and geue eares to my crying, holde not thy peace at my teares: for I am a strauger with thee, and a soiourner as all my fathers were.
20Are not my dayes fewe? Let him then leaue of fro me, and let me a lone, that I may comfort my selfe a litle,
13O God let it be thy pleasure to deliuer me: make haste O God to helpe me.
9Cast me not away in the tyme of age: forsake me not when my strength fayleth me.
10Take thy plague away from me: I am euen consumed by the meanes of thy heauy hande.
19But be not thou farre from me O God: thou art my strength, make haste to helpe me.
4O God make me to knowe mine ende, and the number of my dayes: that I may be certified howe long I haue to lyue.
10Heare me O God, and haue mercy vppon me: O God be thou my helper.
21Forsake me not O God: O my Lorde be not thou farre fro me.
22Haste thee to helpe me: O Lorde my saluation.
10I thought I shoulde haue gone to the gates of hell when myne age was shortened, and haue wanted the residue of my yeres.
11I spake within my selfe, I wyll neuer visite the Lorde the Lorde I say in this lyfe: I wyll neuer see man among the dwellers of the worlde.
12Myne age is folden together & taken away from me lyke a sheepheardes cotage, I haue hewen of my lyfe by my sinnes, lyke as a weauer cutteth of his webbe: He wyll with pinyng sicknesse make an ende of me, yea he wyll make an ende of me in one day.
13Haue mercy on me O God: consider the trouble whiche I suffer of them that hate me, lift me vp from the gates of death.
23he afflicted my strength in the way, he shortened my dayes.
24But I say, O my God take me not away in the middest of myne age: as for thy yeres, they endure throughout all generations.
9Lorde thou knowest all my desire: and my gronyng is not hyd from thee.
10My heart panteth, my strength hath fayled me: and the lyght of myne eyes is gone from me.
9Haue mercy vpon me O God, for I am in distresse: mine eye, my soule, and my belly be consumed for very heauinesse.
10For my life is wasted with sorow, and mine eares with mourning: my strength fayleth me because of mine iniquitie, and my bones are putrified.
13O that thou wouldest hide me in the graue, & keepe me secret vntyl thy wrath were past, and to appoynt me a time wherein thou mightest remember me.
2For thou art the Lord of my strength: why hast thou reiect me, and why go I thus heauyly through the oppression of myne enemie.
19Why goest thou not fro me, nor lettest me alone, so long till I may swalowe downe my spyttle?
3And nowe O Lorde, take I beseche thee my lyfe from me: for it is better for me to dye, then to lyue.
7Make speede, hearken vnto me O God, my spirite waxeth faynt: hyde not thy face from me, for I am lyke vnto them that go downe into the pyt.
2Haue mercy on me O God, for I am weake: O God heale me, for my bones be very sore.
11Cast me not away from thy presence: and take not thy holy spirite from me.
17Because I am disposed to a haltyng: and my sorowe is euer in my syght.
16Turne thy face vnto me, and haue mercie vpon me: for I am desolate and in miserie.
11Withdrawe not thou thy mercie from me O God: let thy louyng kyndnesse and thy trueth alway preserue me.
9O hide not thou thy face from me, nor cast thy seruaunt away in a displeasure: thou hast ben my succour, leaue me not, neither forsake me O Lorde of my saluation.
22And when I fled with al haste, I said I am cast out of the sight of thine eyes: neuerthelesse, thou heardest the voyce of my prayer when I cryed vnto thee.
15My strength is dried vp like a potsheard, & my tongue cleaueth to my gummes: and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
4Turne thee O God, and deliuer my soule: Oh saue me for thy mercies sake.
3Loke downe and heare me O God my Lorde: lighten myne eyes, lest that I sleepe in death.
4Lest myne enemie say, I haue preuayled agaynst hym: lest they that trouble me reioyce yf I shoulde be remoued.
22Yet the number of my yeres is come, and the way that I must go is at hand, from whence I shall not turne againe.
1To the chiefe musition, a Psalme of Dauid. Howe long wylt thou forget me O God, for euer? howe long wilt thou hyde thy face from me?
26Helpe me O my Lorde: oh saue me according to thy mercy.
20Neuerthelesse, graunt me two thinges, and then wyll I not hide my selfe from thee:
21Withdrawe thyne hande from me, and let not the fearefull dreade of thee make me afrayde.
9He sayde vnto me agayne: I pray thee come vpon me, and slea me: For anguyshe is come vpon me, because my life is yet whole in me.
16O Lorde, to all those that shall lyue hereafter, yea to all men shall it be knowen, that euen in those yeres I haue a ioyfull lyfe, and that it was thou that causedst me to sleepe agayne, thou hast geuen lyfe to me.
18The Lorde hath greatly chastened me: but he hath not geuen me ouer vnto death.
13Holde your tongues for my sake, that I also may speake, and my sorowe shalbe the lesse.
4I sayde, O God be mercifull vnto me: heale my soule, for I haue sinned agaynst thee.
11For thy names sake O God thou wilt cause me to lyue: and for thy righteousnesse sake thou wilt bryng my soule out of trouble.
6Consider my complaynt, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecutours, for they are to strong for me.
49Lorde where are become thy former olde louyng kyndnesses: which thou dydst sweare vnto Dauid by thy fayth that thou wouldest perfourme.
22Let all their wickednesse come before thee, and do thou to them as thou hast done vnto me for all my trespasses: for my sorowe is very great, and my heart is heauy.