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¹ 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.