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               the Lord putteth vnder his hand.  25 I haue beene heart panteth: my strength faileth me, and the
               yong, and am olde: yet I sawe neuer the righteous light of mine eyes, euen they are not mine owne.
               forsaken, nor his seede begging bread.    26  But  11 My louers and my friends stand aside from my
               hee is euer mercifull and lendeth, and his seede plague, and my kinsmen stand a farre off.  12 They
               enioyeth the blessing.  27  Flee from euill and doe  also, thatseekeaftermylife, layesnares, andthey
               good, and dwell for euer.  28  For the Lord loueth  that go about to do me euil, talke wicked things
               iudgement, and forsaketh not his Saintes: they    and imagine deceite continually.   13  But I as a
               shall be preserued for euermore: but the seede    deafe man heard not, and am as a dumme man,
               of the wicked shall be cut off.  29  The righteous which openeth not his mouth.  14  Thus am I as a
               men shall inherit the lande, and dwell therein man, that heareth not, and in whose mouth are
               for euer.   30  The mouth of the righteous will no reproofes.   15  For on thee, O Lord, do I waite:
               speake of wisedome, and his tongue will talke thou wilt heare me, my Lord, my God.     16 For I said,
               of iudgement.   31  For the Lawe of his God is in Heare me, least they reioyce ouer me: for when
               his heart, and his steppes shall not slide.  32  The my foote slippeth, they extol themselues against
               wicked watcheth the righteous, and seeketh to me.      17 Surely I am ready to halte, and my sorow
               slay him.  33  But the Lord wil not leaue him in is euer before me.   18 When I declare my paine,
               his hand, nor condemne him, when he is iudged. and am sory for my sinne,    19  Then mine enemies
               34  Waite thou on the Lord, and keepe his way, are aliue and are mightie, and they that hate me
               and he shall exalt thee, that thou shalt inherite wrongfully are many.  20 They also, that rewarde
               the lande: when the wicked men shall perish,      euill for good, are mine aduersaries, because I
               thou shalt see.  35 I haue seene the wicked strong,  follow goodnesse.  21 Forsake me not, O Lord: be
               and spreading himselfe like a greene bay tree.    not thou farre from me, my God.  22 Haste thee to
               36  Yet he passed away, and loe, he was gone,     helpe mee, O my Lord, my saluation.
               and I sought him, but he could not be founde.
               37  Marke the vpright man, and beholde the iust:                        39
               for the end of that man is peace.     38  But the   1  To the excellent musician Ieduthun.       I
               transgressours shall be destroyed together, and   thought, I will take heede to my wayes, that I
               the ende of the wicked shall bee cut off.  39 But  sinne not with my tongue: I will keepe my mouth
               the saluation of the righteous men shalbe of the  brideled, while the wicked is in my sight.   2  I
               Lord: he shalbe their strength in the time of     was dumme and spake nothing: I kept silece
               trouble.  40  For the Lord shall helpe them, and  euen from good, and my sorow was more stirred.
               deliuer them: he shall deliuer them from the      3 Mine heart was hote within me, and while I was
               wicked, and shall saue them, because they trust   musing, the fire kindeled, and I spake with my
               in him.                                           tongue, saying, Lord, let me know mine ende,
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                                     38                          and the measure of my dayes, what it is: let
                                                                 mee knowe howe long I haue to liue.
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                  1  A Psalme of Dauid for remembrance. O Lord,  thou hast made my dayes as an hand breadth,
               rebuke mee not in thine anger, neither chastise   and mine age as nothing in respect of thee:
               me in thy wrath.  2 For thine arrowes haue light
               vpon me, and thine hand lyeth vpon me. There      surely euery man in his best state is altogether
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               is nothing sound in my flesh, because of thine    vanitie. Selah.   Doubtlesse man walketh in a
                                                                 shadowe, and disquieteth himselfe in vaine: he
               anger: neither is there rest in my bones because  heapeth vp riches, and cannot tell who shall
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               of my sinne. For mine iniquities are gone ouer    gather them.  7  And now Lord, what wait I for?
               mine head, and as a weightie burden they are too  mine hope is euen in thee.   8  Deliuer me from
               heauie for me.  5  My woundes are putrified, and  all my transgressions, and make me not a rebuke
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               corrupt because of my foolishnes. I am bowed,     vnto the foolish.  9  I should haue bene dumme,
               and crooked very sore: I goe mourning all the     and not haue opened my mouth, because thou
               day. For my reines are full of burning, and there  didest it.  10  Take thy plague away from mee:
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               is nothing sound in my flesh. I am weakened and   for I am consumed by the stroke of thine hand.
               sore broken: I roare for the very griefe of mine  11  When thou with rebukes doest chastise man
               heart.  9  Lord, I powre my whole desire before for iniquitie, thou as a mothe makest his beautie
               thee, and my sighing is not hid from thee.  10 Mine to consume: surely euery man is vanitie. Selah.
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