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thus musing, the fire kindled; and at the last I spake with my tongue;
5 Lord, let me know my end, and the number of my days, that I may be certified how long I have to live.
6 Behold, thou hast made my days as it were a span long; and mine age is even as nothing in respect of thee; and verily, every man living is altogether vanity.
7 For man walketh in a vain shadow, and disquieteth himself in vain : he heapeth up riches, and cannot tell who shall gather them.
8 And now, Lord, what is my hope? truly my hope is even in thee.
9 Deliver me from all mine offences; and make me not a rebuke unto the foolish.
10 I became dumb, and opened not my mouth; for it was thy doing.
11 Take thy plague away from me: I am even consumed by the means of thy heavy hand.
12 When thou with rebukes dost chasten man for sin, thou makest his beauty to consume away like as it were a moth fretting a garment: every man therefore is but vanity.
13 Hear my prayer, O Lord, and with thine ears consider my calling: hold not thy peace at my tears.;
14 For I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
15 O spare me a little, that I may recover my strength, before I go hence, and be no more seen.
PSALM XL. WAITED patiently for the Lord, and he in. clined unto me, and heard my calling. 2 He brought me also out of the horrible pit, out of the mire and clay: and set my feet upon the rock, and ordered my goings.
3 And he hath put a new song in my mouth, even a thanksgiving unto our God.
4 Many shall see it, and fear, and shall put their trust in the Lord.
5 Blessed is the man that hath set his hope in the Lord, and turned not unto the proud, and to such as go about with lies.
6 O Lord my God, great are the wondrous works which thou hast done, like as are also thy thoughts, which are to us-ward ; and yet there is no man that ordereth them unto thee.
7 If I should declare them, and speak of them, they would be more than I am able to express.
8 Sacrifice and meat-offering thou wouldst not; but mine ears hast thou opened.
9 Burnt-offerings and sacrifice for sin hast thou not required: then said I, Lo, I come.
10 In the volume of the book it is written of me, that I should fulfil thy will, O my God: I am content to do it; yea, thy law. is within
heart. 11 I have declared thy righteousness in the great congregation : lo, I will not refrain my lips, O Lord, and that thou knowest.
12 I have not hid thy righteousness within my heart: my talk hath been of thy truth, and of thy salvation. 13 I have not kept back thy loving mercy,
and truth from the great congregation.
14 Withdraw not thou thy mercy from me, O Lord: let thy loving-kindness and thy truth alway preserve me.
15 For innumerable troubles are come about me, my sins have taken such hold upon me, that I am not able to look up: yea, they are more in number than the hairs of my head, and my heart hath failed me.
16 O Lord, let it be thy pleasure to deliver me: make haste, O Lord, to help me.
17 Let all those ihat seek thee, be joyful and glad in thee; and let such as love thy salvation, say, alway, The Lord be praised.
18 As for me, I am poor and needy:, but the Lord careth for me.
19 Thou art my Helper and Redeemer: make no long tarrying, o
needy: the Lord shall deliver him in the time of trouble.
2 The Lord will preserve him, and keep him alive, and he shall be blessed upon earth; and thou wilt not deliver him unto the will of bis enemies.
3 The Lord will comfort him, when he lieth sick upon his bed: thou wilt make all his bed in his sickness.
4 I said, Lord, be merciful unto me: heal my soul, for I have sinned against thee.
5 By this I know thou favourest me; that mine enemy doth not triumph against me.
6 And when I am in my health, thou upholdest me; and shalt set me before thy face for ever.
7 Blessed be the Lord God of Israel, world without end.
2 My soul is athirst for God, yea, even for the living God: When shall I come to appear before the presence of God?
3 My tears have been my meat day and night, while they daily say unto me, Where is now thy God? 4 Now when I think thereupon, I pour out my heart by myself: for I went with the multitude, and brought them forth into the house of God,
5 In the voice of praise and thanksgiving, among such as keep holy-day.
6 Why art thou so full of heaviness, O my soul? And wliy art thou so disquieted within me?
7 Put thy trust in God: for I shall yet give him thanks for the help of his countenance.
8 The Lord hath granted his loving-kindness in the day-time; and in the night-season did I sing of him, and made my prayer unto the God of my life.
9 I will say unto the God of my strength, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I thus heavily, while the enemy oppresseth me?
10 Why art thou so vexed, O my soul ? and why art thou so disquieted within me?
il O put thy trust in God : for I shall yet thank him, who is the help of my countenance, and my God.
LIVE sentence with me, O God, and defend
my cause against the ungodly people: O deliver me from the deceitful and wicked man.
2 For thou art the God of my strength; why hast thou put me from thee? and why go I so heavily, while the enemy oppresseth me?
3 O send out thy light and thy truth, that they may lead me; and bring me unto thy holy hill, and to thy dwelling.
4 Then will I go unto the altar of God, even unto God my exceeding joy.
5 Why art thou so heavy, O my soul? and why art thou so disquieted within me?
6 O put thy trust in God: for I shall yet give him thanks, who is the help of my countenance, and my God .
fathers have told us what thou hast done in their time of old;
2 How thou hast driven out the heathen with thy hand, and planted them in; how thou hast destroyed the nations, and cast them out.
3 For they gat not the land in possession through their own sword; neither was it their own arm that helped them;
4 But thy right hand, and thine arm, and the light of thy countenance: because thou hadst a favour unto them.
5 Thou art my King, O God, send help unto Jacob.
6 Through thee will we overthrow our enemies; and in thy Name will we tread them under that rise up against us.
7 For I will not trust in my bow: it is not my sword that shall help me.
8 But it is thou that savest us from our enemies, and puttest them to confusion that hate us.
9 We make our boast of God all day long, and will praise thy Name for ever.
of the things which I have made touching the King
2 My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
3 Thou art fairer than the children of men: full of
grace are thy lips, because God hath blessed thee for ever.
4 Gird thee with thy sword upon thy thigh, O thou most Mighty, according to thy glory and renown.