there any rest in my bones, by' reason' of my sin.

4. For my wickednesses are gone' over my head and are like a sore burden, too' heavy for me to bear.

5. My wounds stink, and' are corrupt through" my foolishness.

6. I am brought into so great' trouble and misery that I go' mourning all' the day long.

7. For my loins are filled with a' sore disease and there is no' whole part' in my body.

8. I am feeble, and' sore smitten: I have roared for the very dis'quietness' of my heart.

9. Lord, thou knowest all' my desire and my groaning is' not hid from thee.

10. My heart panteth, my' strength hath failed me and the sight of mine' eyes is' gone from me.

11. My lovers and my neighbours did stand looking up'on my trouble: and my kinsmen' stood afar off.

12. They also that sought after my life' laid snares for me: and they that went about to do me evil talked of wickedness, and imagined de'ceit all the' day long.

16. I have required that they, even mine enemies, should not' triumph over me for when my foot slipped, they re'joiced' greatly against me.

17. And I, truly, am' set in the plague and my heaviness is' ever' in my sight.

18. For I will con'fess my wickedness and be sorry' for my sin.

19. But mine enemies' live, and are mighty: and they that hate me' wrongfully are' many in number.

20. They also that reward evil for good are against me: because I follow the' thing that' good is.

21. Forsake me not, O' Lord my God be not' thou' far from me. 22. Haste' thee to help me : O Lord' God of my salvation.

is even as nothing in respect of thee; and verily every man living is' alto'gether vanity.

7. For man walketh in a vain shadow, and disquieteth him'self 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 re'buke un'to the foolish.

10. I became dumb, and opened' not my mouth for it' was thy doing.

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11. Take thy plague a'way 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 con'sider 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 re'cover my strength before I go' hence, and be' no more seen.

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5. Blessed is the man that hath set his' hope in the Lord and turned not unto the proud, and to such as go a'bout with lies.

6. O Lord my God, great are the wondrous works which thou hast done, like as be 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 should be more than I am able' to express.

8. Sacrifice, and meat'-offering, thou wouldest not: but mine' ears' hast thou opened.

9. Burnt-offerings, and sacrifice for sin, hast thou' not required: then said' 1, 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 with'in my 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 with'in 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 al'way 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

the' poor and needy the Lord shall deliver him in the' time of trouble.

2. The Lord preserve him, and keep him alive, that he may be blessed upon earth and deliver not thou him' into

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7. All mine enemies whisper to'gether against me even against' me do they i'magine this evil.

8. Let the sentence of guiltiness proceed against him : and now that he lieth,' let him rise' up no more.

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9. Yea, even mine own familiar friend,' whom I trusted who did also eat of my bread,' hath laid' great wait for me.

10. But be thou merciful unto me,' O Lord raise thou me up a'gain, and I' shall reward them.

11. By this I know thou favourest me that mine enemy' doth not' triumph against me.

12. And when I am in my health,' thou upholdest me and shalt set me be'fore thy' face for ever.

13. Blessed be the Lord' God of Israel: world' without' end. Amen.

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IKE as the hart de'sireth the water-brooks : so longeth my soul after thee, O God.

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 in'to 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 why art thou' so dis'quieted within me?

7. Put thy trust in God : for I will yet give him' thanks for the' help of his

countenance.

8. My God, my soul is' vexed within me therefore will I remember thee concerning the land of Jordan, and the' little' hill of Hermon.

9. One deep calleth another, because of the noise of the water-pipes : all thy waves and' storms are gone over me.

10. 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 un'to the' God of my life.

11. I will say unto the God of my strength, Why' hast thou forgotten

me: why go I thus heavily,' while the' enemy oppresseth me?

12. My bones are smitten asunder as' with a sword: while mine enemies that trouble me' cast me' in the teeth;

13. Namely, while they say' daily unto me: Where'- is' now thy God? 14. Why art thou so vexed,' O my soul and why art thou' so dis'quieted within me?

15. O put thy' trust in God: for I will yet thank him, which is the help of my' countenance,' and my God.

PSALM 43. Judica me, Deus. IVE sentence with me, O God,

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and defend my cause against the un'godly people: O deliver me from the de'ceitful 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. And that I may go unto the altar of God, even unto the God of my joy and gladness and upon the harp will I give thanks unto thee, O' God, my God.

5. Why art thou so heavy,' O my soul and why art thou' so dis'quieted within me?

6. O put thy' trust in God: for I will yet give him thanks, which is the help of my countenance,' and my God.