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3:1	I Am the man that hath seene affliction by the rod of his wrath.
3:2	He hath led me and brought mee into darkenesse, but not into light.
3:3	Surely against me is he turned, he turneth his hand against me all the day.
3:4	My flesh and my skinne hath he made old, he hath broken my bones.
3:5	He hath builded against me, and compassed me with gall and trauel.
3:6	He hath set me in darke places, as they that be dead of old.
3:7	He hath hedged me about, that I cannot get out: hee hath made my chaine heauie.
3:8	Also when I cry and shout, he shutteth out my prayer.
3:9	Hee hath inclosed my wayes with hewen stone: he hath made my pathes crooked.
3:10	He was vnto me as a Beare lying in waite, and as a Lion in secret places.
3:11	Hee hath turned aside my wayes, and pulled me in pieces: hee hath made me desolate.
3:12	He hath bent his bow, and set me as a marke for the arrow.
3:13	Hee hath caused the arrowes of his quiuer to enter into my reines.
3:14	I was a derision to all my people, and their song all the day.
3:15	Hee hath filled me with bitternesse, hee hath made me drunken with wormewood.
3:16	He hath also broken my teeth with grauell stones, hee hath couered me with ashes.
3:17	And thou hast remoued my soule farre off from peace: I forgate prosperitie.
3:18	And I said, My strength and my hope is perished from the Lord:
3:19	Remembring mine affliction and my miserie, the wormewood & the gall.
3:20	My soule hath them still in remembrance, and is humbled in me.
3:21	This I recall to my mind, therefore haue I hope.
3:22	It is of the Lords mercies that wee are not consumed, because his compassions faile not.
3:23	They are newe euery morning: great is thy faithfulnesse.
3:24	The Lord is my portion, sayth my soule, therefore will I hope in him.
3:25	The Lord is good vnto them that waite for him, to the soule that seeketh him.
3:26	It is good that a man should both hope and quietly wait for the saluation of the Lord.
3:27	It is good for a man that he beare the yoke in his youth.
3:28	Hee sitteth alone and keepeth silence, because hee hath borne it vpon him.
3:29	He putteth his mouth in the dust, if so be there may be hope.
3:30	Hee giueth his cheeke to him that smiteth him, hee is filled full with reproch.
3:31	For the Lord will not cast off for euer.
3:32	But though hee cause griefe, yet will hee haue compassion according to the multitude of his mercies.
3:33	For he doth not afflict willingly, nor grieue the children of men.
3:34	To crush vnder his feete all the prisoners of the earth,
3:35	To turne aside the right of a man before the face of the most high,
3:36	To subuert a man in his cause, the Lord approoueth not.
3:37	Who is hee that sayth, and it commeth to passe, when the Lord commandeth it not?
3:38	Out of the mouth of the most hie proceedeth not euill and good?
3:39	Wherefore doeth a liuing man complaine, a man for the punishment of his sinnes?
3:40	Let vs search and try our waies, and turne againe to the Lord.
3:41	Let vs lift vp our heart with our hands vnto God in the heauens.
3:42	We haue transgressed, and haue rebelled, thou hast not pardoned.
3:43	Thou hast couered with anger, and persecuted vs: thou hast slaine, thou hast not pitied.
3:44	Thou hast couered thy selfe with a cloud, that our prayer should not passe through.
3:45	Thou hast made vs as the offscouring and refuse in the middest of the people.
3:46	All our enemies haue opened their mouthes against vs.
3:47	Feare and a snare is come vpon vs, desolation and destruction.
3:48	Mine eye runneth downe with riuers of water, for the destruction of the daughter of my people.
3:49	Mine eye trickleth downe and ceaseth not, without any intermission:
3:50	Till the Lord looke downe, and behold from heauen.
3:51	Mine eye affecteth mine heart, because of all the daughters of my city.
3:52	Mine enemies chased me sore like a bird, without cause.
3:53	They haue cut off my life in the dungeon, and cast a stone vpon me.
3:54	Waters flowed ouer mine head, then I sayd, I am cut off.
3:55	I called vpon thy name, O Lord, out of the low dungeon.
3:56	Thou hast heard my voice, hide not thine eare at my breathing, at my crie.
3:57	Thou drewest neere in the day that I called vpon thee: thou saidst, Feare not.
3:58	O Lord, thou hast pleaded the causes of my soule, thou hast redeemed my life.
3:59	O Lord, thou hast seene my wrong, iudge thou my cause.
3:60	Thou hast seene all their vengeance; and all their imaginations against me.
3:61	Thou hast heard their reproch, O Lord, and all their imaginations against me:
3:62	The lippes of those that rose vp against me, and their deuice against me all the day.
3:63	Behold, their sitting downe and their rising vp, I am their musicke.
3:64	Render vnto them a recompense, O Lord, according to the worke of their hands.
3:65	Giue them sorrow of heart, thy curse vnto them.
3:66	Persecute and destroy them in anger, from vnder the heauens of the Lord.


3:1	I am the man, that hath seene affliction in the rod of his indignation.
3:2	He hath ledde mee, and brought me into darkenes, but not to light.
3:3	Surely he is turned against me: he turneth his hand against me all the day.
3:4	My flesh and my skinne hath he caused to waxe olde, and he hath broken my bones.
3:5	He hath builded against me, and compassed me with gall, and labour.
3:6	He hath set me in darke places, as they that be dead for euer.
3:7	He hath hedged about mee, that I cannot get out: he hath made my chaines heauy.
3:8	Also when I cry and showte, hee shutteth out my prayer.
3:9	He hath stopped vp my wayes with hewen stone, and turned away my paths.
3:10	He was vnto me as a beare lying in waite, and as a Lion in secret places.
3:11	He hath stopped my wayes, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
3:12	He hath bent his bow and made me a marke for the arrow.
3:13	Hee caused the arrowes of his quiuer to enter into my reines.
3:14	I was a derision to all my people, and their song all the day.
3:15	He hath filled me with bitternes, and made me drunken with wormewood.
3:16	He hath also broken my teeth with stones, and hath couered me with ashes.
3:17	Thus my soule was farre off from peace: I forgate prosperitie,
3:18	And I saide, My strength and mine hope is perished from the Lord,
3:19	Remembring mine affliction, and my mourning, the wormewood and the gall.
3:20	My soule hath them in remembrance, and is humbled in me.
3:21	I consider this in mine heart: therefore haue I hope.
3:22	It is the Lordes mercies that wee are not consumed, because his compassions faile not.
3:23	They are renued euery morning: great is thy faithfulnesse.
3:24	The Lord is my portion, sayth my soule: therefore wil I hope in him.
3:25	The Lord is good vnto them, that trust in him, and to the soule that seeketh him.
3:26	It is good both to trust, and to waite for the saluation of the Lord.
3:27	It is good for a man that he beare the yoke in his youth.
3:28	He sitteth alone, and keepeth silence, because he hath borne it vpon him.
3:29	He putteth his mouth in the dust, if there may be hope.
3:30	Hee giueth his cheeke to him that smiteth him: he is filled full with reproches.
3:31	For the Lord will not forsake for euer.
3:32	But though he sende affliction, yet will he haue compassion according to the multitude of his mercies.
3:33	For he doeth not punish willingly, nor afflict the children of men,
3:34	In stamping vnder his feete all the prisoners of the earth,
3:35	In ouerthrowing the right of a man before the face of the most high,
3:36	In subuerting a man in his cause: the Lord seeth it not.
3:37	Who is he then that sayth, and it commeth to passe, and the Lord commandeth it not?
3:38	Out of the mouth of the most high proceedeth not euill and good?
3:39	Wherefore then is the liuing man sorowfull? man suffreth for his sinne.
3:40	Let vs search and try our wayes, and turne againe to the Lord.
3:41	Let vs lift vp our hearts with our handes vnto God in the heauens.
3:42	We haue sinned, and haue rebelled, therefore thou hast not spared.
3:43	Thou hast couered vs with wrath, and persecuted vs: thou hast slaine and not spared.
3:44	Thou hast couered thy selfe with a cloude, that our prayer should not passe through.
3:45	Thou hast made vs as the ofscouring and refuse in the middes of the people.
3:46	All our enemies haue opened their mouth against vs.
3:47	Feare, and a snare is come vpon vs with desolation and destruction.
3:48	Mine eye casteth out riuers of water, for the destruction of the daughter of my people.
3:49	Mine eye droppeth without stay and ceaseth not,
3:50	Till the Lord looke downe, and beholde from heauen.
3:51	Mine eye breaketh mine heart because of all the daughters of my citie.
3:52	Mine enemies chased me sore like a birde, without cause.
3:53	They haue shut vp my life in the dungeon, and cast a stone vpon me.
3:54	Waters flowed ouer mine head, then thought I, I am destroyed.
3:55	I called vpon thy Name, O Lord, out of the lowe dungeon.
3:56	Thou hast heard my voyce: stoppe not thine eare from my sigh and from my cry.
3:57	Thou drewest neere in the day that I called vpon thee: thou saydest, Feare not.
3:58	O Lord, thou hast maintained the cause of my soule, and hast redeemed my life.
3:59	O Lord, thou hast seene my wrong, iudge thou my cause.
3:60	Thou hast seene all their vengeance, and all their deuises against me.
3:61	Thou hast heard their reproch, O Lord, and all their imaginations against me:
3:62	The lippes also of those that rose against me, and their whispering against me continually.
3:63	Behold, their sitting downe and their rising vp, how I am their song.
3:64	Giue them a recompence, O Lord, according to the worke of their handes.
3:65	Giue them sorow of heart, euen thy curse to them.
3:66	Persecute with wrath and destroy them from vnder the heauen, O Lord.


3:1	I am the man, that (thorowe the rodd of hys wrath) haue experience of misery.
3:2	He droue me forth, and led me: yee, into darckenesse, but not into lyght.
3:3	Agaynst me onely he turneth hys hande, and layeth it euer vpon me.
3:4	My fleshe and my skynne hath he made olde, & my bones hath he brused.
3:5	He hath buylded rounde aboute me, and closed me in with gall and trauayle.
3:6	He hath sett me in darckenes, as they that be deed for euer.
3:7	He hath so hedged me in, that I cannot get out, and hath layed heuy lynckes vpon me.
3:8	Though I crye and call pyteously, yet heareth he not my prayer.
3:9	He hath stopped vp my wayes with foure squared stones, and made my pathes croked.
3:10	He layeth wayte for me lyke a Beare, and as a lyon in a hole.
3:11	He hath marred my wayes, and broken me in peces, he hath layed me waste altogether.
3:12	He hath bent hys bowe, & made me as it were a marck to shut at:
3:13	The arowes of his quyuer hath he shot euen into myne reynes.
3:14	I am laughed to scorne of all my people, they make songes vpon me all the daye longe.
3:15	He hath fylled me with bitternes, and geuen me wormwod to dryncke.
3:16	He hath smitten my teth in peces with stones, and rolled me in the dust.
3:17	He hath put my soule out of rest, I forget all good thynges.
3:18	I thought in my selfe: I am vndone, there is no hope for me in the Lorde.
3:19	O remembre yet my misery and my trouble, the wormwod and the gall.
3:20	Yee, thou shalt remembre them, for my soule melteth awaye in me.
3:21	Whyle I consydre these thynges in my herte, I get a hope agayne.
3:22	Namely, it is of the Lordes mercyes that we are not, vtterly consumed. For trulye hys pytefull compassion hath not ceassed.
3:23	Newe mercyes shall the Lorde shewe vpon the, erly, yee in the daye sprynge, (O Lorde) greate is thy faythfulnesse.
3:24	The Lorde is my porcyon, sayeth my soule, therfore wyll I hope in him.
3:25	O how good is the Lorde vnto them, that put theyr trust in hym, and to the soule that seketh after hym?
3:26	The good man with stylnes and pacience tarieth, for the health of the Lorde.
3:27	O howe good is it for a man, to take the yock vpon him from his youth vp.
3:28	He sytteth alone, he holdeth hym still, and dwelleth quyetly by him selfe.
3:29	He laieth hys face vpon the earth, yf (percase) there happen to be eny hope.
3:30	He offreth his cheke to the smyter, he wyll be content with reproues.
3:31	For the Lorde wyll not forsake for euer,
3:32	but though he punyshe hym: yet according to the multitude of his mercyes, he receaueth to grace agayne:
3:33	For he doth not plage & cast out the children of men from his herte.
3:34	To treade all the presoners of the earth vnder his fete.
3:35	To moue the iudgement of man before the most hyghest.
3:36	To condempne a man in hys cause. The Lorde hath not pleasure in soche thynges.
3:37	What is he then that saieth: there shulde somthinge be done without the Lordes commaundement.
3:38	Out of the mouth of the moost hyghest goeth not euell and good?
3:39	Wherfore then murmureth the lyuynge man? let him murmure at his awne synne.
3:40	Let vs loke, well vpon our awne wayes and remembre oure selues, and turne againe to the Lorde.
3:41	Let vs lyfte vp oure hertes with oure handes vnto the Lorde that is in heauen.
3:42	We haue bene dissemblers, and haue offended, wylt thou therfore not be intreaded?
3:43	Thou hast couered vs in thy wrath, and persecuted vs, thou hast slayne vs without any fauoure.
3:44	Thou hast hyd thy selfe in a cloude, that oure prayer shuld not go thorowe.
3:45	Thou hast made vs out castes, and to be despysed amonge the people.
3:46	All oure enemyes gape vpon vs.
3:47	Feare and pytt is come vpon vs, yee, deceyte and destruccion.
3:48	Whole ryuers of water gushe oute of myne eyes, for the greate hurte of my people.
3:49	Myne eyes runne, and cannot ceasse, for there is no rest.
3:50	O Lorde, when wylt thou loke downe from heauen, and consydre?
3:51	Myne eye breaketh my herte: because of all the daughters of my cyte.
3:52	Myne enemies hunted me out sharpely, lyke a byrde, yee, and that without a cause.
3:53	They haue put downe my life into a pytt, & they haue cast stones vpon me.
3:54	They poured water vpon my heade, then thought I: nowe am I vndone.
3:55	I called vpon thy name, O Lord, out of the depe pyt.
3:56	Thou hast herde my voyce: and hast not turned awaye thyne eares fro my syghthynge and cryenge.
3:57	Thou hast enclyned thy selfe vnto me, when I called vpon the, and haste sayde: feare not.
3:58	Thou (O Lorde) hast mayntened the cause of my soule, and hast redemed my lyfe.
3:59	O Lorde thou hast sene my blasphemers, take thou my cause vpon the.
3:60	Thou hast well consydred howe they go aboute to do me harme, & that all their councels are agaynst me.
3:61	Thou hast heard their despytefull wordes (O Lorde) yee, and all theyr ymaginacyons agaynst me.
3:62	The lyppes of myne enemyes, and theyr deuices that they take agaynst me, all the daye longe.
3:63	Thou seyst also theyr syttinge downe, and theyr rysinge vp: they make theyr songes of nothynge but of me.
3:64	Rewarde them (O Lorde) accordynge to the worckes of theyr handes,
3:65	Geue them an obstinate herte: euen thy curse.
3:66	Persecute them (O Lorde) with thyne indignacyon, and rote them out from vnder the heauen.

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