The Depth of the Psalmist's Distress

Psalms 31:9-13

Haue mercie vpon mee, O Lord: for I am in trouble: mine eye, my soule and my bellie are consumed with griefe.

For my life is wasted with heauinesse, and my yeeres with mourning: my strength faileth for my paine, and my bones are consumed.

I was a reproch among all mine enemies, but specially among my neighbours: and a feare to mine acquaintance, who seeing me in the streete, fled from me.

I am forgotten, as a dead man out of minde: I am like a broken vessell.

For I haue heard the rayling of great men: feare was on euery side, while they conspired together against mee, and consulted to take my life.

The Depth of the Psalmist's Distress

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