Verse 1

A prayer of Habacuc the prophete for the ignoraunces.

Referenced Verses

• Ps 7:1-9 : 1 Siggaion of Dauid, whiche he song vnto God in the busines of Chus, the sonne of Iemini. O God my Lord, in thee I haue put my trust: saue me from all them that do persecute me, and deliuer thou me. 2 Lest he like a Lion seasoneth on my soule: teareth it in peeces, hauyng no rescue. 3 O God my Lord, if I haue done any such thing: or if there be any wickednesse in my handes. 4 If I haue done euyll vnto hym that had peace with me: and if I haue not deliuered hym that is without a cause myne aduersarie? 5 Then let myne enemie persecute my soule and take me: yea, let hym put me to death, and lay myne honour in the dust. Selah. 6 Arise O God in thy wrath, and stand thou vp agaynst the rage of myne enemies: stirre thou for me according to the iudgement whiche thou hast geuen. 7 And so shall the congregation of the people come about thee: for their sakes therfore place thy selfe on high. 8 God wyll iudge the people: geue thou sentence with me O God according to my righteousnesse, and according to my perfection that is within me. 9 My desire is, that ye wickednesse of the vngodly may come to an ende: and that thou wouldest assist the iust, who art the tryer of heartes and of reynes, O most righteous Lorde. 10 My buckler is with God: who preserueth them that be vpright in heart. 11 The Lorde is a righteous iudge: and the Lorde is prouoked to anger euery day. 12 If the wicked wyll not turne, he wyll whet his sworde: bende his bowe, and haue it in a redinesse to shoote 13 He hath prepared hym instrumentes of death: he hath ordayned his arrowes agaynst them that be persecutors. 14 Beholde, he wyll be in trauayle of a mischiefe, for he hath conceaued a labour: but yet he shall be brought to bed of a falsehood. 15 He hath made a graue and digged it: but he hym selfe wyll fall into the pit whiche he hath made. 16 For his labour shall come vpon his owne head: and his wickednesse shall fall vpon his owne pate. 17 I wyll prayse God accordyng to his ryghteousnesse: & I wyll sing psalmes vnto the name of the most high God.
• Ps 86:1-9 : 1 A prayer of Dauid. Bow downe thine eare O God, and heare me: for I am poore and in miserie. 2 Preserue thou my soule, for I am holy: my God saue thy seruaunt that putteth his trust in thee. 3 Be mercifull vnto me O God: for I do call dayly vpon thee. 4 Comfort the soule of thy seruaunt: for vnto thee O Lord do I lift vp my soule. 5 For thou Lorde art good and gracious: and of great mercy vnto all them that call vpon thee. 6 Geue eare O God vnto my prayer: and be attentiue vnto the voyce of my humble petitions. 7 I call vpon thee in the day of my trouble: for thou hearest me. 8 Among the gods there is none like vnto thee O Lorde: there is not one that can do as thou doest. 9 All nations whom thou hast made, shall come and worship thee O Lorde: and shall glorifie thy name. 10 For thou art great and doest wonderous thinges: thou art God alone. 11 Teache me thy way O God, and I wyll walke in thy trueth: make my heart all one with thyne, that it may feare thy name. 12 I wyll acknowledge thee O Lorde my God with all my heart: and I wyl glorifie thy name for euer. 13 For great is thy mercy towarde me: and thou hast deliuered my soule from the lowest part of hell. 14 O God, the proude are rysen against me: a companie of outragious naughtipackes haue sought after my soule, and haue not set thee before their eyes. 15 But thou O Lorde art a God full of compassion and mercy: long yet thou be angry, plenteous in goodnes and trueth. 16 Turne thy face vnto me, and haue mercy vpon me: geue thy strength vnto thy seruaunt, and helpe the sonne of thine handmayde. 17 Shewe some good token of thy fauour towardes me, that they whiche hate me may see it and be ashamed: because thou God hast helped me, and comforted me.
• Ps 90:1-9 : 1 A prayer of Moyses the man of God. Lorde thou hast ben our habitation: from one generation to another generation. 2 Before the moutaynes were brought foorth, or euer the earth & the worlde were made: thou art God both from euerlastyng, and also vntyll euerlastyng. 3 Thou turnest man most miserable euen vnto dust: thou sayest also, O ye children of men returne you into dust. 4 For a thousande yeres in thy syght are but as yestarday that is past: and as a watch in the nyght. 5 Thou makest them to flowe away, they are a sleepe: they be in the morning as an hearbe that groweth. 6 In the mornyng it florisheth and groweth vp: in the euenyng it is cut downe and wythered. 7 For we be consumed through thy displeasure: and we are astonyed through thy wrathfull indignation. 8 Thou hast set our misdeedes before thee: and our sinnes wherof we be not priuie, in the lyght of thy countenaunce. 9 For all our dayes do passe in thine anger: we spende our yeres as in speaking a worde. 10 The dayes of our yeres be in all threescore yeres and tenne, and yf through strength of nature men come to foure score yeres: yet is their iolitie but labour and care, yea moreouer it passeth in haste from vs, and we flee from it. 11 Who regardeth the force of thy wrath? for euen there after as a man feareth thee, so feeleth he thy displeasure. 12 Make vs to knowe so our dayes, that we number them: and we wyll frame a heart vnto wisdome. 13 Turne agayne O God (what, for euer wylt thou be angry?) and be gratious vnto thy seruauntes. 14 Replenishe vs early in the mornyng with thy mercie: and we wyll crye out for ioy, and be glad all the dayes of our lyfe. 15 Make vs mery accordyng to the dayes that thou hast afflicted vs: and accordyng to the yeres wherin we haue suffred aduersitie. 16 Let thy worke appeare in thy seruauntes: and thy glory in their children. 17 And let the glorious maiestie of the Lorde our God be vpon vs: and prosper thou the worke of our handes vpon vs, O prosper thou our handy worke.