Psalms 119:107
I am troubled aboue measure: quicken me O God accordyng vnto thy worde.
I am troubled aboue measure: quicken me O God accordyng vnto thy worde.
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159Beholde howe I loue thy commaundementes: quicken me O God accordyng to thy louyng kindnesse.
149Heare my voyce accordyng to thy louing kindnesse: make me to lyue O God after thy iudgementes.
156Thy mercies be manifolde O God: make me to liue accordyng to thy iudgementes.
157There be many that do persecute me and be myne aduersaries: yet I do not swarue from thy testimonies.
153Resh Beholde myne affliction & deliuer me: for I haue not forgotten thy lawe.
154Defende thou my cause & redeeme me: make me to lyue accordyng vnto thy worde.
50That same is my comfort in my affliction: for thy worde maketh me to lyue.
40Behold I haue coueted after thy commaundementes: cause me to lyue in thy ryghteousnesse.
41Vau Let thy louing mercie also come vnto me O God: euen thy saluation, accordyng to thy worde.
11For thy names sake O God thou wilt cause me to lyue: and for thy righteousnesse sake thou wilt bryng my soule out of trouble.
88Make me to lyue accordyng to thy pietie: and I wyll kepe the testimonies of thy mouth.
25Daleth My soule cleaueth to the dust: reuiue thou me accordyng to thy worde.
108Let the freewyll offerynges of my mouth please thee O God: and teache me thy iudgementes.
169Tau Let my crye O God approche neare vnto thy face: make me to vnderstande euery thyng accordyng vnto thy worde.
170Let my supplication come before thee: deliuer me accordyng to thy worde.
66Learne me the good taste & cunning: for I haue beleued thy commaundementes.
67Before I felt affliction I swarued out of the way: but nowe I kepe thy word.
75I know O God that thy iudgementes are iustice: and that thou hast caused me ryghtfully to be afflicted.
76I beseche thee let thy louing kindnesse be a meanes to comfort me: accordyng to thy worde spoken vnto thy seruaunt.
77Let thy pitifull mercies come vnto me, that I may lyue: for thy lawe is my delyght.
106I haue made an oth (which I wil ratifie) for to kepe thy iuste iudgementes.
28My soule melteth away for very heauinesse: comfort thou me accordyng to thy worde.
58I made myne humble petition to thy face with my whole heart: be mercifull vnto me according vnto thy word.
26Helpe me O my Lorde: oh saue me according to thy mercy.
116Strengthen me in thy worde and I shall lyue: and make me not ashamed of my hope.
13O God let it be thy pleasure to deliuer me: make haste O God to helpe me.
143Trouble and griefe haue taken holde vpon me: yet thy commaundementes be my delyght.
37Turne away myne eyes, lest they beholde vanitie: cause me to lyue in thy way.
38Make thy worde more euident vnto thy seruaunt: who is geuen to thy feare.
131I opened my mouth and panted: for I bare a great affection to thy commaundementes.
1A Psalme of Dauid. O God I call vpon thee, haste thee vnto me: geue eare vnto my voyce whylest I crye vnto thee.
17And hyde not thy face from thy seruaunt, for I am in trouble: O haste thee and heare me.
146I haue called vpon thee, saue me: and I wyll kepe thy testimonies.
2Haue mercy on me O God, for I am weake: O God heale me, for my bones be very sore.
3My soule also is greatly troubled: but O God howe long shall I be in this case?
18The Lorde hath greatly chastened me: but he hath not geuen me ouer vnto death.
93I wyll neuer forget thy commaundementes: for through them thou hast reuiued me.
1To the chiefe musition (a psalme) of Dauid, to reduce in remembraunce. Haste thee O Lorde to delyuer me: make haste to helpe me O God.
13Haue mercy on me O God: consider the trouble whiche I suffer of them that hate me, lift me vp from the gates of death.
71It is good for me that I am brought into miserie: by that meanes I shall learne thy statutes.
7Make speede, hearken vnto me O God, my spirite waxeth faynt: hyde not thy face from me, for I am lyke vnto them that go downe into the pyt.
9Haue mercy vpon me O God, for I am in distresse: mine eye, my soule, and my belly be consumed for very heauinesse.
17Gimel Rewarde thy seruaunt, let me lyue: and I wyll kepe thy worde.
22Deliuer me, for truely I am afflicted: and I am poore, and my heart is wounded within me.
174I haue longed for thy saluation O God: and thy lawe is my whole delight
12Blessed art thou O God: teache me thy statutes.
10I haue sought thee with my whole heart: suffer me not to swarue from thy commaundementes.
6Consider my complaynt, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecutours, for they are to strong for me.
16Turne thy face vnto me, and haue mercie vpon me: for I am desolate and in miserie.
17The sorowes of myne heart are encreased: O bryng thou me out of my distresse.