Psalms 78:39 Cross References - Coverdale

³⁹ Yee many a tyme turned he his wrath awaye, and wolde not suffre his whole displeasure to aryse.

³ Then sayde ye LORDE: My sprete shal not allwaye stryue with man, for he is but flesh also. I wil yet geue him respyte an hundreth and twety yeares.

⁷ O remembre, that my life is but a wynde, ad that myne eye shal nomore se the pleasures

¹⁶ I can se no remedy, I shall lyue nomore: O spare me then, for my dayes are but vayne

⁹ O remembre (I beseke the) how that thou madest me of the moulde of the earth, and shalt brynge me to earth agayne.

¹⁴ For he knoweth wherof we be made, he remembreth that we are but dust. ¹⁵ That a man in his tyme is but as is grasse, & florisheth as a floure of the felde. ¹⁶ For as soone as the wynde goeth ouer it, it gone, and the place therof knoweth it nomore.

⁶ That which is borne of flesh, is flesh: & that which is borne of the sprete, is sprete.

¹⁴ & yet ca not tell what shal happe to morowe. For what thinge is youre life? It is euen a vapoure that apereth for a lytell tyme, and the vanysheth awaye: