Psalms 116:7

Bishops' Bible (1568)

Returne O my soule vnto thy rest: for God hath rewarded thee.

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Referenced Verses

  • Jer 6:16 : 16 Thus saith the Lorde, Go into the streetes, consider and make inquisition for the olde way, and if it be the good and right way, then go therein, that ye may finde rest for your soules: but they say, we wyll not walke therin.
  • Ps 13:6 : 6 I wyll syng to God, because he hath rewarded me.
  • Ps 95:11 : 11 Unto whom I sware in my wrath: that they shoulde not enter at all into my rest.
  • Ps 119:17 : 17 Gimel Rewarde thy seruaunt, let me lyue: and I wyll kepe thy worde.
  • Jer 30:10 : 10 And as for thee O my seruaunt Iacob, feare not saith the Lorde, and be not afrayde O Israel: For lo, I wyll helpe thee also from farre, and thy seede from the lande of their captiuitie: And Iacob shall turne agayne, he shalbe in rest, and haue a prosperous lyfe, and no man shall make hym afrayde:
  • Hos 2:7 : 7 And though she runne after her louers, yet shall she not ouertake them: she shall seeke them, but not finde them. Then shall she say, I wyll go and returne to my first husbande: for at that tyme it was better with me then nowe.
  • Matt 11:28-29 : 28 Come vnto me all ye that labour sore, and are laden, and I wyll ease you. 29 Take my yoke vpon you and learne of me, for I am meeke & lowly in heart: and ye shall finde rest vnto your soules.
  • Heb 4:8-9 : 8 For yf Iesus had geuen them reste, then woulde he not afterwarde haue spoken of another day. 9 There remayneth therfore yet a rest to the people of God. 10 For he that is entred into his rest, hath ceassed also from his owne workes, as God dyd from his.

Similar Verses (AI)

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  • 8 For thou O Lorde hast deliuered my soule from death: myne eyes from teares, and my feete from fallyng.

  • Ps 6:2-4
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    2 Haue mercy on me O God, for I am weake: O God heale me, for my bones be very sore.

    3 My soule also is greatly troubled: but O God howe long shall I be in this case?

    4 Turne thee O God, and deliuer my soule: Oh saue me for thy mercies sake.

  • Ps 116:4-6
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    4 but I called vpon the name of God: saying O God, I beseche thee deliuer my soule

    5 Gratious is God and ryghteous: our Lorde is mercifull.

    6 God gardeth the simple: I was brought to the extremitie, and he preserued me.

  • 6 I wyll syng to God, because he hath rewarded me.

  • 7 I wyll be glad and reioyce in thy louing kindnes: for that thou hast considered my trouble, and hast knowen my soule in aduersities.

  • 1 Prayse 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.

  • 58 Thou (O Lorde) hast mayntayned the cause of my soule, and hast redeemed my lyfe.

  • 13 For great is thy mercy towarde me: and thou hast deliuered my soule from the lowest part of hell.

  • 2 Thou hast sayde O my soule vnto God, thou art my Lorde: my weldoing can do thee no good.

  • 4 Comfort the soule of thy seruaunt: for vnto thee O Lord do I lift vp my soule.

  • 18 He hath redeemed my soule through peace from the battayle that was against me: for there were many with me.

  • 1 I lyft vp my soule vnto thee O God,

  • 4 I sayde, O God be mercifull vnto me: heale my soule, for I haue sinned agaynst thee.

  • Ps 30:2-3
    2 verses
    74%

    2 O God my Lord I cryed vnto thee: and thou hast healed me.

    3 Thou God hast raysed vp my soule from the graue: thou hast preserued my life from them that go downe into ye pit.

  • Ps 103:1-2
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    1 Blesse God O my soule: and all that is within me prayse his holy name.

    2 Blesse God O my soule: and forget not all his benefites.

  • 12 What rewarde shal I geue vnto God: for all the benefites that he hath done vnto me?

  • 24 The Lorde is my portion saith my soule therefore wyll I hope in hym.

  • 9 And my soule shalbe ioyfull in God: it shall reioyce in his saluation.

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    5 I layde me downe and slept: and I rose vp agayne, for God sustayned me.

  • 17 Beholde, 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.

  • 1 To the chiefe musition, a psalme of the sonnes of Corach. O God, thou art become gracious vnto thy land: thou hast brought Iacob agayne home out of captiuitie.

  • 2 Nay I haue restrayned my soule, and kept it lowe like a chylde that is weaned from his mother: yea my soule is within me as a weaned chylde.

  • 5 Why art thou so discouraged O my soule, & why art thou so vnquiet within me? attende thou vpon the Lorde, for I will yet acknowledge him only to be a present saluation.

  • 65 Teth O God thou hast dealt gratiouslye with thy seruaunt: according vnto thy worde.

  • 19 In the multitude of my cogitations from the bottome of my heart: thy comfortes dyd recreate my soule.

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    8 I wyll lay me downe in peace and take my rest: for thou God only makest me to dwell in safetie.

  • 7 When my soule fainted within me, I remembred the Lorde, and my prayer came in vnto thee into thy holy temple.

  • 4 Who redeemeth thy lyfe from destruction: and crowneth thee with mercie and louyng kyndnesse.

  • 25 For I shall feede the hungry soule, and refreshe all faynt heartes.

  • 18 The Lorde hath greatly chastened me: but he hath not geuen me ouer vnto death.

  • 6 Blessed be God: for he hath hearde the voyce of mine humble petitions.

  • 10 Heare me O God, and haue mercy vppon me: O God be thou my helper.

  • 7 Bryng my soule out of prison, that I may prayse thy name: the ryghteous shal compasse me rounde about, because thou hast thus rewarded me.

  • 5 Into thy hande I commende my spirite: for thou hast redeemed me O God the Lorde of trueth.

  • 1 My soule blesse thou God: O God my Lord thou art become exceeding great, thou hast put on glory and maiestie.

  • 7 God wyll preserue thee from all euill: he wyll preserue thy soule.

  • 1 To the chiefe musition (to be song lyke vnto the song beginning) destroy not, a golden psalme of Dauid, when he fled from Saul into the caue. Be mercifull vnto me O Lorde, be mercifull vnto me: for my soule trusteth in thee, and vnder the shadowe of thy wynges wyll I trust, vntyll this tiranny be ouerpast.

  • 5 I cryed vnto thee O God, and sayde: thou art my hope and my portion in the lande of the lyuyng.

  • 10 But be thou mercifull vnto me O God: rayse me vp agayne, and I shall rewarde them.

  • 9 Wherfore my heart is glad: my glory reioyceth, my fleshe also shall rest in a securitie.

  • 11 Why art thou so discouraged O my soule, & why art thou so vnquiet within me? attende thou vpon the Lorde, for I wil yet acknowledge him to be only my present saluation, and my Lorde.

  • 5 Why art thou so discouraged O my soule, & why art thou so vnquiet within me? attende thou vpon the Lorde, for I wyll yet acknowledge hym to be only my present saluation, & my Lorde.

  • 11 For thy names sake O God thou wilt cause me to lyue: and for thy righteousnesse sake thou wilt bryng my soule out of trouble.

  • 4 Remember me O God according to the fauour that thou bearest vnto thy people: O visite me with thy saluation.