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		<title>Textus Receptus: New page: Psa 39:1 &lt;To the chiefe musition Ieduthun, a psalme of Dauid.&gt; I sayde [to my selfe] I wyll take heede to my wayes, that I offende not in my tongue: I wyll kepe my mouth as it were with a ...</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;New page: Psa 39:1 &amp;lt;To the chiefe musition Ieduthun, a psalme of Dauid.&amp;gt; I sayde [to my selfe] I wyll take heede to my wayes, that I offende not in my tongue: I wyll kepe my mouth as it were with a ...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Psa 39:1 &amp;lt;To the chiefe musition Ieduthun, a psalme of Dauid.&amp;gt; I sayde [to my selfe] I wyll take heede to my wayes, that I offende not in my tongue: I wyll kepe my mouth as it were with a brydell, whylest the vngodly is in my syght.&lt;br /&gt;
Psa 39:2 I became dumbe through scilence, I helde my peace from speakyng of good wordes: but the more was my sorowe increased.&lt;br /&gt;
Psa 39:3 My heart was hotte within me, and whyle I was thus musyng the fire kyndled: and [at the last] I spake with my tongue.&lt;br /&gt;
Psa 39:4 O God make me to knowe mine ende, and the number of my dayes: that I may be certified howe long I haue to lyue.&lt;br /&gt;
Psa 39:5 Behold thou hast made my dayes as it were an hand breadth long, &amp;amp; mine age is euen as nothing before thee: truely euery man is al [together] vanitie. Selah.&lt;br /&gt;
Psa 39:6 Truely man walketh in a vayne shadowe, truely he [and all his] do disquiet them selues in vayne: he heapeth vp riches, &amp;amp; can not tel who shal vse them.&lt;br /&gt;
Psa 39:7 And nowe Lord what wayte I after? truely my hope is euen in thee.&lt;br /&gt;
Psa 39:8 Delyuer me from all my offences: and make me not a rebuke vnto the foolishe.&lt;br /&gt;
Psa 39:9 I became dumbe, and opened not my mouth: for it was thy doyng.&lt;br /&gt;
Psa 39:10 Take thy plague away from me: I am euen consumed by the meanes of thy heauy hande.&lt;br /&gt;
Psa 39:11 Thou doest chasten man, rebukyng him for sinne: thou as a moth doest consume his excellencie, for in very deede euery man is but vanitie. Selah.&lt;br /&gt;
Psa 39:12 Heare my prayer O God, and geue eares to my crying, holde not thy peace at my teares: for I am a strauger with thee, and a soiourner as all my fathers were.&lt;br /&gt;
Psa 39:13 Oh spare me a litle, that I may recouer my strength: before I go hence, and be no more [seene.]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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