Psalms 116:6
God gardeth the simple: I was brought to the extremitie, and he preserued me.
God gardeth the simple: I was brought to the extremitie, and he preserued me.
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4but I called vpon the name of God: saying O God, I beseche thee deliuer my soule
5Gratious is God and ryghteous: our Lorde is mercifull.
13Thou hast thrust sore at me, that I might fall: but God dyd ayde me
14The Lorde is my strength and my song: and he is become my saluation.
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.
26Helpe me O my Lorde: oh saue me according to thy mercy.
1The golden psalme of Dauid. Preserue me O Lorde: for I haue reposed my trust in thee.
6Lo this same poore man hath cryed: and God hath hearde hym, and saued hym out of all his troubles.
2Preserue thou my soule, for I am holy: my God saue thy seruaunt that putteth his trust in thee.
10Heare me O God, and haue mercy vppon me: O God be thou my helper.
6Consider my complaynt, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecutours, for they are to strong for me.
19When they had preuented me in the daye of my calamitie: the Lorde stayed me vp.
20For he brought me out into roomth: he deliuered me, because he had a fauour vnto me.
18They preuented me in the day of my trouble: but God was vnto me a sure stay.
19He brought me also foorth into a place of libertie: he brought me foorth, because he had a fauour vnto me.
5I layde me downe and slept: and I rose vp agayne, for God sustayned me.
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.
13For great is thy mercy towarde me: and thou hast deliuered my soule from the lowest part of hell.
40And God wyll ayde them and deliuer them, he wyl deliuer them from the vngodly: and he wyll saue them, because they put their trust in him.
1A song of high degrees. When I was in trouble I called vpon God: and he hearde me.
6God setteth vp the meeke: he bringeth the vngodly downe to the grounde.
5I called vpon the Lorde beyng in distresse: and the Lorde hath hearde me at large.
6God is with me: I wyll not feare what man can do vnto me.
4Turne thee O God, and deliuer my soule: Oh saue me for thy mercies sake.
2Haue mercy on me O God, for I am weake: O God heale me, for my bones be very sore.
6For though God be on high: yet he will haue respect vnto the lowly, and he wyll knowe the proude a farre of.
2My helpe commeth from God: who hath made heauen and earth.
14God vpholdeth all such as fall: and lyfteth vp all those that be bowyng downewarde.
11Withdrawe not thou thy mercie from me O God: let thy louyng kyndnesse and thy trueth alway preserue me.
7God wyll preserue thee from all euill: he wyll preserue thy soule.
17If God had not ben an ayde vnto me: it had not fayled much but my soule had dwelled in silence.
18But when I sayde my foote hath slypped: thy mercy O God helde me vp.
4Behold, God is an ayde vnto me: the Lorde is with them that vpholde my soule.
6Blessed be God: for he hath hearde the voyce of mine humble petitions.
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.
16As for me I wyll crye vnto the Lord: and God wyll saue me.
18The Lorde hath greatly chastened me: but he hath not geuen me ouer vnto death.
1To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid. I wayted patiently vpon God, and he enclined vnto me his eare: and heard my crying.
1To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid. Blessed is he that considereth ye poore: God wyll delyuer hym in the tyme of trouble.
13O God let it be thy pleasure to deliuer me: make haste O God to helpe me.
14But my hope hath ben in thee O God: I haue sayd thou art my Lorde.
7I wyll be glad and reioyce in thy louing kindnes: for that thou hast considered my trouble, and hast knowen my soule in aduersities.
17As for me I am afflicted and needye, but God careth for me: thou art my ayde and delyuerer, O my God make no long tarying.
6As for nowe ye make a mocke at the counsayle of the poore: because he reposeth his trust in God.
12For I deliuered the poore when he cryed, and the fatherlesse, and hym that had none to helpe hym.
146I haue called vpon thee, saue me: and I wyll kepe thy testimonies.
1I haue loued: because God hath hearde my voyce and my prayers.
6I haue sayde vnto God, thou art my Lorde: heare the voyce of my prayers O God.