Psalms 108:1
A song, the psalme of Dauid. My heart is redye O Lorde: I wyll sing & prayse thee in singing of psalmes, yea my glory also is redie.
A song, the psalme of Dauid. My heart is redye O Lorde: I wyll sing & prayse thee in singing of psalmes, yea my glory also is redie.
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7My heart is redy O Lorde, my heart is redy: I wyll sing, and prayse thee in singing of psalmes.
8Bestirre thee O my glory, bestirre thee O Lute and Harpe: I my selfe wil bestirre me right early in the morning.
9I wyll prayse thee O Lorde among the people: and I wyll sing psalmes vnto thee among the nations.
2Bestirre thee O lute and harpe: I my selfe wil bestirre me right early in the morning.
3I wyll prayse thee O God among the people: I wyll sing psalmes vnto thee among the nations.
1Of Dauid. I wyll geue thankes vnto thee O God with my whole heart: I wyll sing psalmes vnto thee before the gods.
12Therfore my glory shal sing psalmes vnto thee and not ceasse: O God my Lorde I wyll prayse thee for euer.
12I wyll acknowledge thee O Lorde my God with all my heart: and I wyl glorifie thy name for euer.
7God is my strength and my shielde, my heart hath trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart skippeth for ioy, and in my song I wyll prayse hym.
22Therfore I wyll confesse vnto thee thy trueth O Lorde, playing vpon an instrument of musicke: vnto thee I wyl syng psalmes vpon the harpe O thou most holy God of Israel.
23My lyppes wyll be ioyfull when I syng vnto thee: and so wyll my soule which thou hast redeemed.
1Prayse ye the Lorde. I wyll prayse God with my whole heart: in the congregation and assemblie of righteous men.
1To the chiefe musition at the death of Labben, a psalme of Dauid. I wyl prayse God with all myne heart: I wyl recite all thy marueylous workes.
2I wyll be glad & reioyce in thee: I wyll sing psalmes vnto thy name, O thou most hyest.
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.
2Put not your trust in princes nor in the sonne of man: in whom there is no saluation.
28Thou art my Lorde, and I wyll confesse it vnto thee: thou art my Lorde and I wyll magnifie thee.
5Syng psalmes vnto God playing vpon an harpe: vpon an harpe, and with the sounde of a psalterie.
1To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid. Holde not thy tongue: O thou the Lorde of my prayse.
4And I wyll go vnto the aulter of the Lorde, euen vnto the Lorde of my ioy & gladnesse: and vpon the harpe I will acknowledge thee O Lorde my Lord.
33I wyll syng vnto God as long as I liue: I will sing psalmes vnto my Lord so long as I shall be.
34My meditations of hym shalbe very pleasaunt: for all my ioy shalbe in God.
1A psalme of Dauid. I will sing of mercie and iudgement: I wyll syng vnto thee O God psalmes.
1To the chiefe musition (on the instrument) Sosannim (to be song of the) children of Corach. A song of loue, geuyng wise instructions. My heart is endityng of a good matter: I wyll dedicate my workes vnto the king, my tongue is as the penne of a redy writer.
9O Lorde I wyll syng a newe song vnto thee: and I wyll syng psalmes vnto thee vpon a Lute, and vpon an instrument of ten strynges.
30As for me I will greatly prayse God with my mouth: and I wyll prayse hym among the multitude.
3Upon an instrument of ten strynges, and vpon the Lute: vpon the Harpe with a solemne sounde.
16As for me I wyll sing of thy power, and wyll prayse thy louing kindnes betimes in the morning: for thou hast ben my defence and refuge in the day of my trouble.
17Unto thee O my strength will I sing psalmes: for thou O Lorde art my refuge, and my mercyfull Lorde.
1Prayse ye the Lorde, for it is a good thyng: sing psalmes vnto our Lorde, for it is a pleasaunt thing, his praise is to be desired.
1A Psalme, the song for the sabbath day. It is a good thyng to confesse vnto God: and to syng psalmes vnto thy name O thou most hyghest.
9Wherfore my heart is glad: my glory reioyceth, my fleshe also shall rest in a securitie.
1Of Dauid when he chaunged his behauiour before Abimelech, whiche droue him away, and he departed. I wyll alway blesse God: his prayse shall euer be in my mouth.
12O Lorde, thy vowes be vpon me: vnto thee wyll I geue thankes & praise.
1The prayse of Dauid. I will magnifie thee O Lord my king: and I wyll blesse thy name for euer and euer.
8So wyll I sing psalmes vnto thy name: that I may day by day perfourme my vowes.
20To heale me it is the Lordes worke, and we will sing my songes in the house of the Lorde all the dayes of our lyfe.
17I wyll prayse God accordyng to his ryghteousnesse: & I wyll sing psalmes vnto the name of the most high God.
3Prayse ye hym in the sounde of a trumpet: prayse ye hym vpon a Lute and an Harpe.
15O Lorde open thou my lippes: and my mouth shall set foorth thy prayse.
30I wyll prayse the name of the Lorde with a song: and magnifie hym with a solemne confession.
1A song of high degrees (made) of Dauid. O God I am not hygh mynded, I haue no proude lokes: I haue not vsed to walke in greater & waightier matters then I ought to do.
1Blesse God O my soule: and all that is within me prayse his holy name.
7I wyll confesse it vnto thee with an vpryght heart: when I shall haue learned the iudgementes of thy ryghteousnesse.
6And nowe he shall lift vp my head aboue mine enemies rounde about me: therfore I wyll offer in his tabernacle a sacrifice of great ioy, I wyll sing and prayse God with psalmes.
5But I repose my trust in thy mercie, and my heart is ioyfull in thy saluation:
1A wyse instruction of Ethan the Ezrachite. I wyll sing alwayes of the mercy of God: with my mouth I wyll make knowen thy trueth from one generation to another.
8Oh let my mouth be fylled: with thy prayse and glorie all the day long.
2Confesse it to god with the harpe: sing psalmes vnto hym with the viall, and with the instrument of ten stringes.
1Prayse ye the Lorde, syng vnto God a newe song: he ought to be praysed in the congregation of saintes.