Psalms 13:1
To the chiefe musition, a Psalme of Dauid. Howe long wylt thou forget me O God, for euer? howe long wilt thou hyde thy face from me?
To the chiefe musition, a Psalme of Dauid. Howe long wylt thou forget me O God, for euer? howe long wilt thou hyde thy face from me?
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2 Howe long shall I seke counsayle in my soule, and be so vexed in mine heart euery day? howe long shall myne enemie triumph ouer me?
3 Loke downe and heare me O God my Lorde: lighten myne eyes, lest that I sleepe in death.
46 O God howe long wylt thou hyde thy selfe? for euer? shall thy wrath burne lyke fire?
20 Wherefore wylt thou styll forget vs, and forsake vs so long?
13 But vnto thee do I crye O God: and my prayer commeth early in the morning before thee.
14 O God, why abhorrest thou my soule: and why hidest thou thy face from me?
24 Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and holdest me for thyne enemie?
23 Stirre vp O Lorde, why slepest thou? awake & be not absent from vs for euer:
24 wherfore hydest thou thy face, and forgettest our miserie and tribulation?
9 I wyll say vnto the Lorde of my strength: why hast thou forgotten me, why go I thus heauyly through the oppression of myne enemie?
7 What, wyll the Lorde forsake me for euer? wyll he be no more intreated to be fauourable?
8 Is his mercie cleane gone for euer? and is his promise made from one generation to another, come vtterly to an ende.
9 Hath God forgotten to be gratious? and will he shut vp his louing kindnesse in displeasure? Selah.
1 Why standest thou so farre of O God? why hidest thee in the tyme of trouble?
3 My soule also is greatly troubled: but O God howe long shall I be in this case?
8 My heart hath sayde vnto thee according to this thy commaundement seeke ye my face: thy face O God wyll I seeke.
9 O hide not thou thy face from me, nor cast thy seruaunt away in a displeasure: thou hast ben my succour, leaue me not, neither forsake me O Lorde of my saluation.
7 Make 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.
5 O God, howe long wylt thou be angry? shall thy ielousie burne lyke fire for euer?
13 O that thou wouldest hide me in the graue, & keepe me secret vntyl thy wrath were past, and to appoynt me a time wherein thou mightest remember me.
10 O Lorde shall the aduersarie do this dishonour continually? shall the enemie blaspheme thy name for euer?
13 Turne agayne O God (what, for euer wylt thou be angry?) and be gratious vnto thy seruauntes.
19 Why goest thou not fro me, nor lettest me alone, so long till I may swalowe downe my spyttle?
17 And hyde not thy face from thy seruaunt, for I am in trouble: O haste thee and heare me.
2 For thou art the Lord of my strength: why hast thou reiect me, and why go I thus heauyly through the oppression of myne enemie.
1 To the chiefe musition of the mornyng hinde, a psalme of Dauid. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so farre from my health, and from the wordes of my complaynt?
1 A wise instruction (to be song) of Asaph. O Lorde wherfore dost thou forsake vs altogether? wherfore breaketh foorth thy anger agaynst the sheepe of thy pasture.
11 He sayeth in his heart, tushe, the Lord hath forgotten: he hydeth away his face, and he wyll neuer see it.
12 Aryse vp O Lorde God: lift vp thine hande, forget not the afflicted.
2 Hyde not thy face from me in the day of my distresse: encline thine eare vnto me, heare me spedyly in the day that I call.
4 O God, Lorde of hoastes: howe long wylt thou be angry at the prayer of thy people?
49 Lorde where are become thy former olde louyng kyndnesses: which thou dydst sweare vnto Dauid by thy fayth that thou wouldest perfourme.
17 He hath put my soule out of rest, I forget all good thinges.
12 Heare my prayer O God, and geue eares to my crying, holde not thy peace at my teares: for I am a strauger with thee, and a soiourner as all my fathers were.
13 Oh spare me a litle, that I may recouer my strength: before I go hence, and be no more seene.
1 A song of high degrees. Out of the deepe I haue called vnto thee O God: O Lorde heare my voyce.
21 Forsake me not O God: O my Lorde be not thou farre fro me.
3 For the enemie hath persecuted my soule, he hath smitten my lyfe downe to the grounde: he hath layde me in darknesse as men that haue ben long dead.
4 And my spirite is ouerwhelmed within me: and my heart is desolate in the midst of me.
14 But Sion sayde: God hath forsaken me, and my Lorde hath forgotten me.
1 A Psalme of Dauid. O God I call vpon thee, haste thee vnto me: geue eare vnto my voyce whylest I crye vnto thee.
2 O ye sonnes of men, how long wyll ye go about to bryng my glory to confusion? ye loue vanitie, ye seeke after lyes. Selah.
13 Haue mercy on me O God: consider the trouble whiche I suffer of them that hate me, lift me vp from the gates of death.
16 Turne thy face vnto me, and haue mercie vpon me: for I am desolate and in miserie.
3 My teares haue ben my meate day and nyght: whyle they dayly say vnto me where is nowe thy God.
18 Shall my heauinesse endure for euer? Are my plagues then so great that they may neuer be healed? Wylt thou be as one that is false, and as a water that falleth, and can not continue?
15 O Lorde thou knowest, therfore remember me, and visite me, reuenge me of my persecutours: take me not from this life in the tyme of thine anger, thou knowest that for thy sake I suffer rebuke.
1 To the chiefe musition vpon Neginoth, a wise instruction of Dauid. O Lorde geue eare vnto my prayer: and hide not thy selfe from my petition.
22 Thou hast seene this O God, holde not thy tongue then: go not farre from me O Lorde.
9 Haue mercy vpon me O God, for I am in distresse: mine eye, my soule, and my belly be consumed for very heauinesse.