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Bshps PSA Chapter 38

38 A psalme of Dauid to reduce in remembraunce. Rebuke me not O God in thyne anger: neither chasten me in thy heauie displeasure. 2 For thyne arrowes sticke fast in me: and thy hande presseth me sore. 3 There is no helath in my flesh through thy displeasure: neither is there any rest in my bones by reason of my sinne. 4 For my manyfolde wickednes is gone ouer my head: and like a sore burthen is to heauie for me to beare. 5 My woundes stinke and are corrupt: through my foolishnes. 6 I am become crooked, and am exceedingly pulled downe: I go a mourning all the day long. 7 For my loynes are filled with heate: and there is no whole part in my body. 8 I am feeble and sore smitten: I haue rored for the very disquietnesse of my heart. 9 Lorde thou knowest all my desire: and my gronyng is not hyd from thee. 10 My heart panteth, my strength hath fayled me: and the lyght of myne eyes is gone from me. 11 My louers and my neygbours dyd stande on the other syde lokyng vpon my plague: and my kinsmen stoode a farre of. 12 They also that sought after my lyfe layde snares for me: and they that went about to do me euyll, talked of wickednesse, and imagined deceipt all the day long. 13 As for me, as one deafe I woulde not heare: and I was as one that is dumbe who coulde not open his mouth. 14 I became euen as a man that heareth not: and who hath no replies in his mouth. 15 For on thee O God I haue wayted: thou shalt aunswere for me O Lorde my God. 16 For I sayde heare me lest that they shoulde triumph on me: who auaunce them selues greatly agaynst me when my foote doth slyp. 17 Because I am disposed to a haltyng: and my sorowe is euer in my syght. 18 Because I confesse my wickednesse: and am sory for my sinne. 19 But myne enemies lyuyng without payne are mightie: & they that hate me wrongfully are increased in number. 20 They also that rewarde euyl for good are agaynst me: because I folowe the thyng that is good. 21 Forsake me not O God: O my Lorde be not thou farre fro me. 22 Haste thee to helpe me: O Lorde my saluation.