Psalms 121:2
My helpe commeth from God: who hath made heauen and earth.
My helpe commeth from God: who hath made heauen and earth.
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1A song of high degrees. I will lift vp myne eyes vnto the hilles: from whence my helpe shall come.
8Our helpe is in the name of God: who hath made heauen and earth.
2Let him sende thee helpe from the sanctuarie: and ayde thee out of Sion.
1A song of high degrees. I lyft vp myne eyes vnto thee: who dwellest in heauen.
3He wyll not suffer thy foote to moue: he wyll not sleepe that kepeth thee.
1To the chiefe musition, a song (to be song) of the children of Corach vpon Alamoth. The Lorde is our refuge & strength: a helpe very easyly founde in troubles.
26Helpe me O my Lorde: oh saue me according to thy mercy.
2God is my stony rocke & my fortresse, and my delyuerer: my Lorde, my castell in whom I wyll trust, my buckler, the horne of my saluation, & my refuge.
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.
10Heare me O God, and haue mercy vppon me: O God be thou my helper.
4Behold, God is an ayde vnto me: the Lorde is with them that vpholde my soule.
6God gardeth the simple: I was brought to the extremitie, and he preserued me.
5Who made heauen and earth, the sea and all that therin is: who mainteyneth the trueth for euer.
6Who executeth iudgement for those that are oppressed with wrong: who geueth foode to the hungry.
19For he hath loked downe from his high sanctuarie: out of heauen did God beholde the earth.
12Geue vs ayde against trouble: for the sauing helpe of man is but vayne.
3God who made heauen and earth: blesse thee out of Sion.
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.
11Geue vs ayde against trouble: for the sauing helpe of man is but vayne.
2I wyll say vnto God, thou art my hope and my fortresse: my Lorde, in whom I wyll trust.
32It is God that hath gyrded me with valiauntnesse of warre: and he hath made my way playne.
1A song of high degrees. When I was in trouble I called vpon God: and he hearde me.
22Haste thee to helpe me: O Lorde my saluation.
2And he saide: The Lorde is my rocke, and my castell, and my delyuerer.
17If God had not ben an ayde vnto me: it had not fayled much but my soule had dwelled in silence.
11O go not far fro me, for trouble is harde at hande: and there is none to helpe me.
12Go not farre from me O Lorde: haste thee O my Lorde to helpe me.
19But be not thou farre from me O God: thou art my strength, make haste to helpe me.
2My holynesse and my fortresse, my refuge, and my only deliuerer: my buckler, in hym I haue put my trust, who subdueth my people vnder me.
7God is with me amongst them that ayde me: therfore I shall see my desire vpon them that hate me.
1A psalme of Dauid. God is my sheephearde, therfore I can lacke nothyng:
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.
1To the chiefe musition vpon Iudethun, a psalme of Dauid. My soule truly only stayeth vpon the Lorde: for of him commeth my saluation.
7God wyll preserue thee from all euill: he wyll preserue thy soule.
8God wyll preserue thy goyng out and thy commyng in: from this tyme foorth for euermore.
15Ye are the blessed of God: which made heauen and earth.
16The heauen, the heauen I say is Gods: and he hath geuen the earth vnto the children of men.
33God strengthneth me in battaile: & ryddeth the way cleare before me.
1The golden psalme of Dauid. Preserue me O Lorde: for I haue reposed my trust in thee.
1A song of high degrees. Out of the deepe I haue called vnto thee O God: O Lorde heare my voyce.
9But Israel trust thou in God: he is their ayde and their shielde.
15Myne eyes be alwayes turned vnto God: for he wyll take my feete out of the net.
19When they had preuented me in the daye of my calamitie: the Lorde stayed me vp.
3He wyll sende from heauen, and saue me from the reproofe of him that woulde deuour me vp, Selah: the Lorde wyll sende foorth his mercie and trueth.
2From the endes of the earth I wyll call vnto thee when my heart is in heauines: oh set me vp on the rocke that is higher then I.
2Many say of my soule: there is no saluation for it in God. Selah.
8For mine eyes loke vnto thee O God the Lorde: in thee is my trust, cast not my soule out of me.
20Our soule wayteth after God: he is our ayde and shielde.
11The heauens are thine, the earth also is thine: thou hast layde the foundation of the rounde worlde, and of all the plentie that is therin.