Lamentations 3:58
Thou (O Lorde) hast mayntayned the cause of my soule, and hast redeemed my lyfe.
Thou (O Lorde) hast mayntayned the cause of my soule, and hast redeemed my lyfe.
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59O Lorde, thou hast seene my wrong, take thou my cause vpon thee.
18Draw nigh vnto my soule & redeeme it: for myne enemies sake oh redeeme me.
3My soule also is greatly troubled: but O God howe long shall I be in this case?
4Turne thee O God, and deliuer my soule: Oh saue me for thy mercies sake.
5Into thy hande I commende my spirite: for thou hast redeemed me O God the Lorde of trueth.
154Defende thou my cause & redeeme me: make me to lyue accordyng vnto thy worde.
7Returne O my soule vnto thy rest: for God hath rewarded thee.
8For thou O Lorde hast deliuered my soule from death: myne eyes from teares, and my feete from fallyng.
56Thou hast heard my voyce, and hast not turned away thyne eares from my sighing and crying.
57Thou hast inclyned thy selfe vnto me when I called vpon thee: and hast said, feare not.
4but I called vpon the name of God: saying O God, I beseche thee deliuer my soule
2O God my Lord I cryed vnto thee: and thou hast healed me.
3Thou God hast raysed vp my soule from the graue: thou hast preserued my life from them that go downe into ye pit.
18He hath redeemed my soule through peace from the battayle that was against me: for there were many with me.
11For thy names sake O God thou wilt cause me to lyue: and for thy righteousnesse sake thou wilt bryng my soule out of trouble.
23My lyppes wyll be ioyfull when I syng vnto thee: and so wyll my soule which thou hast redeemed.
3In the day of myne aduersitie I called vpon thee, and thou heardest me: thou enduedst my soule more and more with strength.
13For great is thy mercy towarde me: and thou hast deliuered my soule from the lowest part of hell.
1I lyft vp my soule vnto thee O God,
5I cryed vnto thee O God, and sayde: thou art my hope and my portion in the lande of the lyuyng.
7I wyll be glad and reioyce in thy louing kindnes: for that thou hast considered my trouble, and hast knowen my soule in aduersities.
13Haue mercy on me O God: consider the trouble whiche I suffer of them that hate me, lift me vp from the gates of death.
1Of Dauid. Pleade thou my cause O God, with them that striue with me: and fight thou agaynst them that fight against me.
16O Lorde, to all those that shall lyue hereafter, yea to all men shall it be knowen, that euen in those yeres I haue a ioyfull lyfe, and that it was thou that causedst me to sleepe agayne, thou hast geuen lyfe to me.
17Beholde, bitter as gall was my pensiuenesse, so sore longed I for health, and it was thy pleasure to deliuer my lyfe from the filthy pit: for thou it is O Lorde that hast cast all my sinnes behynde thy backe.
1A song, the psalme of the sonnes of Corach, to the chiefe musition vpon Mahalath Leannoth, a wise instruction of Heman the Ezrahite. O God the Lorde of my saluation, I crye day and night before thee:
10Heare me O God, and haue mercy vppon me: O God be thou my helper.
13Sing vnto the Lord and prayse hym, for he hath deliuered the soule of the oppressed from the hande of the violent.
8Neuerthelesse, when thou dydst turne thy face, I was troubled: then I cryed vnto thee O God, then made I my humble prayers to thee my Lorde.
23Stirre thou and awake O my God and my Lorde: to iudge my cause and controuersie.
4For that thou hast geuen iudgement in my ryght and cause: thou that iudgest right, hast sit in the throne of iudgement.
6I haue sayde vnto God, thou art my Lorde: heare the voyce of my prayers O God.
1A song of high degrees. Out of the deepe I haue called vnto thee O God: O Lorde heare my voyce.
3For my soule is full of miserie: and my life toucheth the graue.
3For the enemie hath persecuted my soule, he hath smitten my lyfe downe to the grounde: he hath layde me in darknesse as men that haue ben long dead.
1Prayse ye the Lord, prayse thou God O my soule, whylest I lyue I wyll prayse God: I wyll syng psalmes vnto my Lorde so long as I shalbe.
21But thou O God my Lorde, do vnto me according vnto thy name: for sweete is thy mercy.
8My soule cleaueth fast vnto thee: thy right hande hath vpholden me.
14Deliuer me from blood O Lorde, the Lorde of my saluation: and my tongue shall sing with a ioyfull noyse of thy iustice.
4Comfort the soule of thy seruaunt: for vnto thee O Lord do I lift vp my soule.
16As for me I wyll crye vnto the Lord: and God wyll saue me.
3Bryng foorth the speare, and stop the way against them that persecute me: say vnto my soule, I am thy saluation.
15But God wyll delyuer my soule from the place of hell: for he wyll receaue me. Selah.
26Helpe me O my Lorde: oh saue me according to thy mercy.
2Thou hast sayde O my soule vnto God, thou art my Lorde: my weldoing can do thee no good.
1Iudge me O Lorde, and debate my cause with an vnnaturall people: oh delyuer me from the deceiptfull and wicked man.
13For thou hast deliuered my soule from death, and my feete from falling: that I may walke before the Lorde in the light of the liuing.
18The Lorde hath greatly chastened me: but he hath not geuen me ouer vnto death.
4Behold, God is an ayde vnto me: the Lorde is with them that vpholde my soule.
4Who redeemeth thy lyfe from destruction: and crowneth thee with mercie and louyng kyndnesse.