Psalms 109:23
My knees are weake thorow fastinge, my flesh is dried vp for want of fatnesse.
My knees are weake thorow fastinge, my flesh is dried vp for want of fatnesse.
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11My dayes are gone like a shadowe, and I am wythered like grasse.
24I am become a rebuke vnto them, they loke vpo me and shake their heades.
25Helpe me o LORDE my God, oh saue me for thy mercies sake.
22I go hence like ye shadowe that departeth, and am dryuen awaye as ye greshoppers.
3For my dayes are consumed awaye like smoke, & my bones are brent vp as it were a fyre brande.
4My hert is smytte downe and wythered like grasse, so that I forget to eate my bred.
5For the voyce of my gronynge, my bone wil scarse cleue to my flesh.
6I am become like a Pellicane in the wildernes, and like an Oule in a broken wall.
7I wake, and am euen as it were a sparow sittinge alone vpon the house toppe.
10My hert paunteth, my strength hath fayled me, & the light of myne eyes is gone fro me.
12Myne age is folden vp together and taken awaye fro me, like a sheperdes cotage: my lyfe is hewen of, like as a weeuer cutteth of his webb. Whyl I was yet takinge my rest, he hewed me of, & made an ende of me in one daie.
6I am brought into so greate trouble and misery, that I go mournynge all the daye longe.
19I am eue as it were claye, & am become like asshes & dust.
15Fearfulnesse is turned agaynst me. Myne honoure vanisheth awaye more swiftly then wynde, & my prosperite departeth hece like as it were a cloude.
16Therfore is my mynde poured full of heuynesse, & ye dayes of trouble haue take holde vpon me.
9He hath spoyled me of myne honoure, & taken the crowne awaye fro my heade.
10He hath destroyed me on euery syde, and I am vndone: My hope hath he taken awaye fro me, as it were a tre plucte vp by the rote.
7My countenaunce is heuy for very anger, & the membres of my body are become like a shadowe.
14I am poured out like water, all my bones are out of ioynt: my hert in the myddest off my body is euen like meltinge waxe.
15My strength is dried vp like a potsherde, my tunge cleueth to my goomes, and thou hast brought me in to the dust of death.
25My dayes haue bene more swifte, then a runner: they are gone sodenly, and haue sene no good thinge.
26They are passed awaye, as the shippes that be good vnder sale, and as the Aegle that haisteth to the pray.
9Thou hast not delyuered me ouer in to the hodes of the enemie, but hast set my fete in a large rowme.
10Haue mercy vpon me, O LORDE, for I am in trouble, myne eye is consumed for very heuynesse, yee my soule and my body.
11My life is waxen olde with heuynesse, and my yeares wt mournynge.
12My stregth fayleth me because of my aduersite, and my bones are corrupte.
3For the enemie persecuteth my soule, he smyteth my life downe to the grounde, he layeth me in the darcknesse, as the deed men of the worlde.
4Therfore is my sprete vexed within me, and my herte within me is desolate.
4When I layed me downe to slepe, I sayde: O when shal I ryse? Agayne, I longed sore for the night. Thus am I full off sorowe, till it be darcke.
5My flesh is clothed with wormes, fylthinesse and dust: my skynne is wythered, and crompled together:
6my dayes passe ouer more spedely, the a weeuer can weeue out his webbe, and are gone, or I am awarre.
18I thought in my self: I am vndone, there is no hope for me in the LORDE.
14Then chatred I like a swalowe, and like a Crane, and mourned as a doue. I lift vp myne eyes in to ye hight: O LORDE, (sayde I) violence is done vnto me, be thou suertie for me.
28where as I (notwithstondinge) must consume like as a foule carion, and as a cloth that is moth eaten.
2Neuerthelesse my fete were allmost gone, my treadinges had wel nye slipte.
4Fre amoge the deed, like vnto the yt lye in the graue, which be out of remembrauce, and are cutt awaye from thy honde.
28Mekely & lowly came I in, yee & without eny displeasure: I stode vp in ye cogregacion, & commoned with the
9I eate ashes with my bred, and mengle my drynke with wepynge.
11He hath marred my wayes, and broke me in peces, he hath layed me waist altogether.
10I thought I shulde haue gone to the gates of hell in my best age, and haue wanted the residue of my yeares.
4Man is like a thinge of naught, his tyme passeth awaye like a shadowe.
6But as for me, I am a worme and no man: a very scorne of me and the outcast of the people.
13From aboue hath he sent downe a fyre, in to my bones and chastened me: he hath layed a net for my fete, and throwne me wyde open: he hath made me desolate, so that I must euer be mournynge.
23He hath brought downe my strength in my iourney, and shortened my dayes.
15yet the fyre shal consume the, the swerde shal destroye the, yee as ye locuste doth, so shal it eate the vp. It shal fall heuely vpon the as the locustes, yee right heuely shal it fall vpon the, euen as the greshoppers.
10I kepe sylece, and open not my mouth, for thou hast done it. Turne thy plages awaye fro me, for I am cosumed thorow the feare of thy hade.
17I am redy to suffre trouble, and my heuynesse is euer in my sight.
2He cometh vp, and falleth awaye like a floure. He flyeth as it were a shadowe, and neuer continueth in one state.
21In so moch, that his body is clene consumed awaye, & his bones appeare nomore.
8Destroie their tonges (o LORDE) and deuyde them, for I se vnrightuousnes & strife in ye cite.