Psalms 25:16–17

¹⁶O turn unto me, and have mercy upon me; give thy strength unto thy servant, and save the son of thine handmaid.

¹⁶O turne vnto me, and haue mercie vpon me, giue thy strength vnto thy seruant: and saue the sonne of thine handmaid.

¹⁷Now therefore, O our God, hear the prayer of thy servant, and his supplications, and cause thy face to shine upon thy sanctuary that is desolate, for the Lord’s sake.

¹⁷Now therefore, O our God, heare the prayer of thy seruant, and his supplications, and cause thy face to shine vpon thy Sanctuary that is desolate, for the LORDs sake.

¹⁹He will turn again, he will have compassion upon us; he will subdue our iniquities; and thou wilt cast all their sins into the depths of the sea.

¹⁹He wil turne againe, he will haue compassion vpon vs: he will subdue our iniquities, and thou wilt cast all their sinnes into the depths of the Sea.

⁴Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.

⁴Therefore is my spirit ouerwhelmed within me: my heart within me is desolate.

¹⁴Deliver me out of the mire, and let me not sink: let me be delivered from them that hate me, and out of the deep waters.

¹⁵Let not the waterflood overflow me, neither let the deep swallow me up, and let not the pit shut her mouth upon me.

¹⁶Hear me, O Lord; for thy lovingkindness is good: turn unto me according to the multitude of thy tender mercies.

¹⁷And hide not thy face from thy servant; for I am in trouble: hear me speedily.

¹⁸Draw nigh unto my soul, and redeem it: deliver me because of mine enemies.

¹⁹Thou hast known my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonour: mine adversaries are all before thee.

²⁰Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: and I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.

¹⁴Deliuer me out of the mire, and let me not sinke: let me bee deliuered from them that hate me, and out of the deepe waters.

¹⁵Let not the water flood ouerflow me, neither let the deepe swallow mee vp, and let not the pit shut her mouth vpon me.

¹⁶Heare me, O LORD, for thy louing kindnesse is good: turne vnto mee according to the multitude of thy tender mercies.

¹⁷And hide not thy face from thy seruant, for I am in trouble: ^†heare me speedily.

¹⁸Draw nigh vnto my soule, and redeeme it: deliuer me because of mine enemies.

¹⁹Thou hast knowen my reproch and my shame and my dishonor: mine aduersaries are all before thee.

²⁰Reproch hath broken my heart, and I am full of heauines: and I looked for some ^†to take pitie, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.

³³And when the sixth hour was come, there was darkness over the whole land until the ninth hour.

³⁴And at the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani? which is, being interpreted, My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?

³⁵And some of them that stood by, when they heard it, said, Behold, he calleth Elias.

³³And when the sixth houre was come, there was darkenesse ouer the whole land, vntill the ninth houre.

³⁴And at the ninth houre, Iesus cryed with a loude voice, saying, ^*Eloi, Eloi, lamasabachthani? which is, being interpreted, My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?

³⁵And some of them that stood by, when they heard it, said, Behold, he calleth Elias.

¹O GOD, thou hast cast us off, thou hast scattered us, thou hast been displeased; O turn thyself to us again.

¹¶ O God, thou hast cast vs off; thou hast scattered vs, thou hast bene displeased, O turne thy selfe to vs againe.

¹⁵I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: while I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.

¹⁶Thy fierce wrath goeth over me; thy terrors have cut me off.

¹⁷They came round about me daily like water; they compassed me about together.

¹⁸Lover and friend hast thou put far from me, and mine acquaintance into darkness.

¹⁵I am afflicted and ready to die, from my youth vp: while I suffer thy terrours, I am distracted.

¹⁶Thy fierce wrath goeth ouer me: thy terrours haue cut me off.

^17‖They came round about mee daily like water: they compassed mee about together.

¹⁸Louer and friend hast thou put farre from me: and mine acquaintance into darkenesse.

⁶Then they cried unto the Lord in their trouble, and he delivered them out of their distresses.

⁶Then they cryed vnto the LORD in their trouble: and he deliuered them out of their distresses.

⁸We are troubled on every side, yet not distressed; we are perplexed, but not in despair;

⁹Persecuted, but not forsaken; cast down, but not destroyed;

⁸Wee are troubled on euery side, yet not distressed; we are perplexed, but ^‖not in despaire,

⁹Persecuted, but not forsaken; cast downe, but not destroyed.

¹⁹Many are the afflictions of the righteous: but the Lord delivereth him out of them all.

¹⁹Many are the afflictions of the righteous: but the LORD deliuereth him out of them all.

¹¹Even unto this present hour we both hunger, and thirst, and are naked, and are buffeted, and have no certain dwellingplace;

¹²And labour, working with our own hands: being reviled, we bless; being persecuted, we suffer it:

¹³Being defamed, we intreat: we are made as the filth of the world, and are the offscouring of all things unto this day.

¹¹Euen vnto this present houre we both hunger and thirst, and are naked, and are buffeted, and haue no certaine dwelling place,

^12*And labour, working with our owne hands: being reuiled, wee blesse: being persecuted, we suffer it:

^13*Being defamed, we intreate: we are made as the filth of the world, and are the off-scouring of all things vnto this day.

¹⁷¶ Although the fig tree shall not blossom, neither shall fruit be in the vines; the labour of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat; the flock shall be cut off from the fold, and there shall be no herd in the stalls:

¹⁸Yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation.

¹⁹The Lord God is my strength, and he will make my feet like hinds’ feet, and he will make me to walk upon mine high places. To the chief singer on my stringed instruments.

¹⁷¶ ^†Although the fig tree shall not blossome, neither shall fruite bee in the vines: the labour of the Oliue shall faile, and the fields shal yeeld no meat, the flocke shall be cut off from the folde, and there shalbe no heard in the stalles:

¹⁸Yet I will reioyce in the LORD: I will ioy in the God of my saluation.

^19*†The LORD God is my strength, and he will make my feet like hindes feet, and he will make me to walke vpon mine high places. To the chiefe singer on my stringed instruments.

¹O LORD, rebuke me not in thy wrath: neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.

²For thine arrows stick fast in me, and thy hand presseth me sore.

³There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.

⁴For mine iniquities are gone over mine head: as an heavy burden they are too heavy for me.

⁵My wounds stink and are corrupt because of my foolishness.

⁶I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.

⁷For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.

⁸I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.

¹¶ O LORD, rebuke me not in thy wrath: neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.

²For thine arrowes sticke fast in me; and thy hand presseth me sore.

^3† There is no soundnesse in my flesh, because of thine anger: neither is there any rest in my bones, because of my sinne.

⁴For mine iniquities are gone ouer mine head: as an heauy burden, they are too heauie for me.

⁵My wounds stinke, and are corrupt: because of my foolishnesse.

^6†I am troubled, I am bowed downe greatly; I goe mourning all the day long.

⁷For my loynes are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundnesse in my flesh.

⁸I am feeble and sore broken; I haue roared by reason of the disquietnesse of my heart.

⁷Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

⁷Deepe calleth vnto deepe at the noyse of thy water-spouts: all thy waues, and thy billowes are gone ouer me.

²In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran in the night, and ceased not: my soul refused to be comforted.

³I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.

⁴Thou holdest mine eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.

^2†In the day of my trouble, I sought the LORD; my sore ranne in the night, and ceased not: my soule refused to be comforted.

³I remembred God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was ouerwhelmed. Selah.

⁴Thou holdest mine eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speake.