Psalms 137:5
If I forget thee O Hierusalem: let my right hande forget her cunning.
If I forget thee O Hierusalem: let my right hande forget her cunning.
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6Let my tongue cleaue to the roofe of my mouth, if I do not remember thee: yea if I preferre not thee O Hierusalem aboue my most myrth.
7Remember the chyldren of Edom in the day of Hierusalem: they sayde, downe with it, downe with it, euen to the grounde.
14But Sion sayde: God hath forsaken me, and my Lorde hath forgotten me.
15Will a woman forget her owne infant, and not pitie the sonne of her owne wombe? And though they do forget, yet wyll I not forget thee.
16Beholde, I haue written thee vp vpon my handes, thy walles are euer in my syght.
9Hath God forgotten to be gratious? and will he shut vp his louing kindnesse in displeasure? Selah.
10And I sayde, this is my death: but the ryght hande of the most hyghest may graunt me yeres.
4He aunswered howe can we sing one of the songes of God: in another lande besides our owne?
8Amende thee (O Hierusalem) lest I withdrawe my heart from thee, and make thee desolate, and thy lande also, that no man dwell in it.
20If we had forgotten the name of our Lorde, and holden vp our handes to any straunge god:
109My soule is alway in my hande: yet I do not forget thy lawe.
1To 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?
32Doth a mayde forget her rayment, or a bride her stomacher? but my people hath forgotten me a very long whyle.
20Wherefore wylt thou styll forget vs, and forsake vs so long?
39Beholde therefore, I wyll take you vp as a burthen, and wyl cast you farre of from my presence, yea and the citie also that I gaue you and your fathers:
40And wyll bryng you to an euerlasting confusion, and into a shame that shall neuer be forgotten.
5I call to remembraunce the tyme long past: I muse vpon euery act of thine, I exercise my study on the worke of thy handes.
6I stretche foorth myne handes vnto thee: my soule as a thirstie lande gaspeth vnto thee. Selah.
50Ye that haue escaped the sworde, haste you, stande not styl, remember the Lord a farre of, and thynke vpon Hierusalem.
5Who shall then haue pitie vpon thee O Hierusalem? who shalbe sorie for thee? Or who shall make intercession to obtayne peace for thee?
22Then let myne arme fall fro my shoulder, and myne arme holes be broken from the bone.
12Aryse vp O Lorde God: lift vp thine hande, forget not the afflicted.
1By the waters of Babylon we sat downe there: also we wept when we remembred Sion.
16In that time it shalbe sayde to Hierusalem, Feare not: and to Sion, Let not thyne handes be flacke:
7Nowe Hierusalem remembred in the tyme of her miserie and bare estate all her ioy & pleasure that she hath had in tymes past, seyng her people is brought downe vnder the power of their enemies, and there is no man for to helpe her: her enemies stande lokyng at her, and laugh her Sabbath daies to scorne.
3O God my Lord, if I haue done any such thing: or if there be any wickednesse in my handes.
6Pray for the peace of Hierusalem: they shall prosper that loue thee.
6I haue set watchmen vpon thy walles O Hierusalem, which shall neither ceasse day nor night to preache the Lorde: and ye also that remember the Lorde, ye shall not kepe him close,
17Let thy hande be vpon the man of thy right hande: and vpon the sonne of man whom thou hast fortified for thyne owne selfe.
139My zeale hath consumed me: because myne aduersaries haue forgotten thy wordes.
10Euen there also thy hande shall leade me: and thy right hande shall holde me.
5God hym selfe is thy keper: God is thy defence vpon thy ryght hande.
3His left hande shalbe vnder my head, and his ryght hande shall imbrace me.
2Our feete shall stande in thy gates: O Hierusalem.
11Why withdrawest thou thy hande, yea thy right hande? consume them, drawing it out of thy bosome.
5Therfore that thy beloued may be deliuered: helpe me with thy right hand, and heare me.
8God wyll finishe that he hath begun by me: O God thy louing kindnesse endureth for euer, thou wylt not forsake the workes of thyne owne handes.
7Oh remember not thou the sinnes and offences of my youth: but accordyng to thy mercie euen of thy goodnesse O God remember me.
6Set about me cuppes of wine, comfort me with apples, for I am sicke of loue.
176I haue gone astray lyke a lost sheepe: oh seke out thy seruaunt, for I haue not forgotten thy commaundementes.
16My delyght shalbe in thy statutes: and I wyll not forget thy worde.
16The ryght hande of God is on hygh: the right hande of God bryngeth mightie thynges to passe.
16Take an harpe and go about the citie thou harlot that hast ben forgotten, make sweete melodie, sing mo songes, that thou mayest be had in remembraunce.
17And though all this be come vpon vs: yet we do not forget thee, nor shewe our selues to be false in thy couenaunt.
17He hath put my soule out of rest, I forget all good thinges.
8My soule cleaueth fast vnto thee: thy right hande hath vpholden me.
22Consider this I pray you, ye that forget the Lorde: lest I plucke you away, and there be none to delyuer you.
14Myne owne kinsefolkes haue forsaken me, and my best acquainted haue forgotten me.
21Consider this O Iacob and Israel, for thou art my seruaunt: I made thee that thou mightest serue me, O Israel forget me not.
1A song of high degrees. O God be mindfull of Dauid: with all his affliction.