Psalms 10:17
O God, thou hast hearde the desire of the afflicted: and thou wylt settle their heart.
O God, thou hast hearde the desire of the afflicted: and thou wylt settle their heart.
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18Thou wylt be attentiue with thyne eare, to geue iudgement for the fatherlesse and oppressed: so no man in the earth shall once go about hereafter to do them violence.
6I call vpon thee O God, for thou wilt heare me: incline thine eare to me, hearken vnto my wordes.
1A prayer of Dauid. Heare thou O God of iustice, be attentiue vnto my complaynt: geue eare vnto my prayer, not proceeding out of fayned lyppes.
2Let iudgement come foorth for me from thy face: and let thine eyes loke vpon equitie.
32The humble wyll consider this and be glad, such as seke after God: and your soule shall lyue.
33For God heareth the poore: & dispiseth not his prisoners.
2Let thine eares be attentiue: vnto the voyce of my petition for grace.
9God hath hearde my petition: God wyll receaue my prayer.
10Heare me O God, and haue mercy vppon me: O God be thou my helper.
14Surely 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.
6Geue eare O God vnto my prayer: and be attentiue vnto the voyce of my humble petitions.
28Insomuch that they haue caused the voyce of the poore to come vnto him, and now he heareth the complaint of such as are in trouble.
17He wyll regarde the prayer of the humble destitute of all helpe: and he wyll not dispise their prayer.
12Aryse vp O Lorde God: lift vp thine hande, forget not the afflicted.
16God is king for euer and euer: but the Heathen shall perishe out of the lande.
1A prayer of Dauid. Bow downe thine eare O God, and heare me: for I am poore and in miserie.
17Bowe downe thyne eare, and heare the wordes of the wise: applie thy mind vnto my doctrine:
19He wyll fulfyll the desire of them that feare hym: he will also heare their crye, and he wyll saue them.
12I am sure that God wyll dispatche the cause of the afflicted: and he wyll geue iudgement for the needy.
17The righteous crye, and God heareth them: and deliuereth them out of all their troubles.
1A Psalme of Dauid. Heare my prayer O God, geue eare vnto my desire: hearken vnto me for thy trueth sake, for thy ryghteousnesse sake.
10He croucheth and humbleth him selfe: so that a number of the that be weake, fall by his myght.
26The poore shall eate, and be satisfied: they that seeke after God shall prayse hym, your heart shall lyue for euer.
15The eyes of God are ouer the righteous: and his eares are open vnto their prayers.
12And nowe O Lorde of hoastes that triest the righteous, which knowest the raynes and the very heartes, let me see them punished: for vnto thee I haue declared my cause.
7Hearken vnto my voyce O god, when I crye vnto thee: haue mercy vpon me and heare me.
11But the meeke spirited shall possesse the earth: and shalbe delighted in the aboundaunce of peace.
12For he maketh inquisition of blood: he remembreth it, and forgetteth not the complaynt of the poore.
15Heare, geue eare, take not disdayne at it: for it is the Lorde hym selfe that speaketh.
9When God ariseth to iudgement: and to helpe all the afflicted vpon the earth. Selah.
19The meeke spirited also shall be merie in the Lorde, and the poore among them that be lowly shall reioyce in the holy one of Israel:
17Heare diligently my wordes, and ponder my sayinges with your eares.
20That he might heare the mourninges of such as be in captiuitie: and delyuer the children of death.
6Blessed be God: for he hath hearde the voyce of mine humble petitions.
61Thou hast hearde their despitefull wordes O Lorde, yea and all the imaginations against me:
28And the poore people thou wilt saue: but thyne eyes are vpon the proude, to bring them downe.
15For on thee O God I haue wayted: thou shalt aunswere for me O Lorde my God.
6I haue sayde vnto God, thou art my Lorde: heare the voyce of my prayers O God.
1To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid. I wayted patiently vpon God, and he enclined vnto me his eare: and heard my crying.
9He wyll guide the meke in iudgement: and teache the humble his way.
27For thou hast saued the people oppressed: and thou hast brought downe the hygh lokes of the proude.
6and yet humbleth him selfe to beholde the thinges that are in heauen and in earth?
19O Lord, for thy seruauntes sake, euen according to thine owne heart, hast thou done all this magnificence, to shewe all great thinges.
23Heare ye then, and hearken vnto my voyce, consider and ponder my speache.
6God setteth vp the meeke: he bringeth the vngodly downe to the grounde.
2My soule shal glory in God: the humble shall heare therof and be glad.
1Why standest thou so farre of O God? why hidest thee in the tyme of trouble?
22Thou hast seene this O God, holde not thy tongue then: go not farre from me O Lorde.
3But thou Lorde to whom I am well knowen, thou that hast sene and proued my heart, take them away, like as a flocke is caryed to the slaughter house, & appoynt them for the day of slaughter.
1To the chiefe musition vpon Nehiloth, a psalme of Dauid. Geue eare vnto my wordes O God: vnderstande thou my pensifnesse.