Psalms 10:12
Aryse vp O Lorde God: lift vp thine hande, forget not the afflicted.
Aryse vp O Lorde God: lift vp thine hande, forget not the afflicted.
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10 He croucheth and humbleth him selfe: so that a number of the that be weake, fall by his myght.
11 He sayeth in his heart, tushe, the Lord hath forgotten: he hydeth away his face, and he wyll neuer see it.
12 For he maketh inquisition of blood: he remembreth it, and forgetteth not the complaynt of the poore.
13 Haue mercy on me O God: consider the trouble whiche I suffer of them that hate me, lift me vp from the gates of death.
17 The wicked shalbe turned vnto hell: and all people that forget God.
18 But the poore shall not alway be forgotten: neither shall the hope of the humble afflicted, perishe for euer.
19 Aryse vp O God, let not man preuaile: let the Heathen in thy sight be iudged.
21 O let not the simple go away ashamed: but let the afflicted & needy geue prayse vnto thy name.
22 Arise O Lord, mayntayne thine owne cause: remember the dishonour that the foolishe man doth vnto thee dayly.
23 Forget not the voyce of thine enemies: the mutteryng of them that hate thee ascendeth vp continually.
23 Stirre vp O Lorde, why slepest thou? awake & be not absent from vs for euer:
24 wherfore hydest thou thy face, and forgettest our miserie and tribulation?
13 Wherefore shoulde the wicked blaspheme the Lorde: whyle he sayeth in his heart, that thou wylt not call to accompt?
14 Surely thou hast seene this for thou beholdest labour and spite: that thou mayest take the matter into thy hands, he that is weake leaueth it for thee, for thou art the helper of the fatherlesse.
6 and yet humbleth him selfe to beholde the thinges that are in heauen and in earth?
7 He rayseth vp the simple out of the dust: and lyfteth vp the poore from the dounghyll.
1 Why standest thou so farre of O God? why hidest thee in the tyme of trouble?
2 The vngodly of a wylfulnesse persecuteth the poore: but euery one of them shalbe taken in the craftie wylines that they haue imagined.
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.
10 Humble your selues in the sight of the Lorde, and he shall lyft you vp.
1 To the chiefe musition, a Psalme of Dauid. Howe long wylt thou forget me O God, for euer? howe long wilt thou hyde thy face from me?
9 Hath God forgotten to be gratious? and will he shut vp his louing kindnesse in displeasure? Selah.
10 And I sayde, this is my death: but the ryght hande of the most hyghest may graunt me yeres.
20 Wherefore wylt thou styll forget vs, and forsake vs so long?
11 Lorde, when thy hande is lyft vp to strike, they see it not: but they shall see it, and be confounded with the zeale of the people, and the fire that consumeth thyne enemies shall deuour them.
20 If we had forgotten the name of our Lorde, and holden vp our handes to any straunge god:
5 For the calamities of the oppressed, for the deepe sighyng of the poore, I wyll nowe vp sayeth God: and I wyll put in safetie, hym whom the wicked hath snared.
6 For though God be on high: yet he will haue respect vnto the lowly, and he wyll knowe the proude a farre of.
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.
17 O God, thou hast hearde the desire of the afflicted: and thou wylt settle their heart.
23 Stirre thou and awake O my God and my Lorde: to iudge my cause and controuersie.
10 But be thou mercifull vnto me O God: rayse me vp agayne, and I shall rewarde them.
18 Remember this O God, the enemie hath dishonoured: and the foolishe people hath blasphemed thy name.
19 O deliuer not the soule of thy turtle doue vnto a wylde beast: forget not the congregation of the poore for euer.
6 God setteth vp the meeke: he bringeth the vngodly downe to the grounde.
1 Call to remembraunce (O Lorde) what we haue suffred, consider and see our confusion.
13 Deliuer thou me O God from men which be thy hande: from men, from the worlde, whose portion is in this lyfe, whose bellyes thou fyllest with thy priuie treasure.
10 Heare me O God, and haue mercy vppon me: O God be thou my helper.
11 O let not the foote of pryde reache vnto me: and let not the hande of the vngodly make me to moue out of my place
2 Wherfore shal the Heathen say: where is nowe their God?
22 Consider this I pray you, ye that forget the Lorde: lest I plucke you away, and there be none to delyuer you.
41 Let vs lift our heartes with our handes vnto the Lorde that is in heauen.
16 Because that he remembred not to do good: but he persecuted the afflicted and poore man, and hym whose heart was broken with sorow, that he might take his life from hym.
2 Be exalted O thou iudge of the world: and rewarde the proude after their deseruyng.
10 And therfore saith the Lorde, I wyll vp nowe, nowe wyll I be aduaunced, nowe wyll I be exalted.
5 And thou O God Lorde of hoastes, Lorde of Israel: awake to visite all Heathen, and be not mercifull vnto all them that offend of malice. Selah.
8 He rayseth vp the poore out of the dust, and lyfteth vp the beggar from the dounghyll, to set them among princes, and to make them inherite the seate of glory: For the pyllers of the earth are the lordes, and he hath set the worlde vpon them.
1 A psalme whiche is a song of the dedication of the house of Dauid. I wyll exalt thee O God, for thou hast exalted me: and hast not made my foes to triumph ouer me.
17 He wyll regarde the prayer of the humble destitute of all helpe: and he wyll not dispise their prayer.
20 When I crie vnto thee, thou doest not heare me: and though I stande before thee, yet thou regardest me not.