Psalms 18:16
He hath sent downe from aboue to fetch me: he hath taken me out of many waters.
He hath sent downe from aboue to fetch me: he hath taken me out of many waters.
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16The chanels of the sea appeared: and the foundatios of the world were seene, by the reason of ye rebuking of the Lord, and through the blasting of the breath of his nosthryls.
17He sent from aboue and toke me: he drew me out of many waters.
18He deliuered me from my mightie enemie, and from them that hated me: for they were to strong for me.
17He hath deliuered me from my strong enemie: and from them which hate me, for they were to stout for me.
18They preuented me in the day of my trouble: but God was vnto me a sure stay.
19He brought me also foorth into a place of libertie: he brought me foorth, because he had a fauour vnto me.
7Sende downe thine hand from aboue: deliuer me and take me out of the great waters, from the hande of the children of an other deuotion then I am.
3Thou haddest cast me downe into the deepe, into the middest of the sea, and the floods compassed me about: all thy billowes and waues passed ouer me.
4And I saide: I am cast away out of thy sight, yet wyll I loke againe toward thyne holy temple.
5The waters compassed me euen vnto the soule, the deapth closed me on euery side, and the weedes were wrapt about my head.
6I went downe to the bottome of the mountaines, the earth with her barres was about me for euer: yet hast thou brought vp my lyfe from corruption, O Lorde my God.
54They haue powred water vpon my head: then thought I, nowe am I vndone.
55I called vpon thy name O Lorde out of the deepe pit.
1To the chiefe musition vpon Sosanim (a psalme) of Dauid. Saue me O Lorde: for waters haue entred in vnto my soule.
2I am ouer the head in deepe myre where I feele no grounde: I plunge in deepe waters where the streame ouerwhelmeth me.
14Take me out of the myre, that I sincke not: oh let me be delyuered from them that hate me, & out of the deepe waters.
15Let not the water fludde drowne me, neither let the deepe swalowe me vp: & let not the pyt shut her mouth vpon me.
20For he brought me out into roomth: he deliuered me, because he had a fauour vnto me.
1To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid. I wayted patiently vpon God, and he enclined vnto me his eare: and heard my crying.
2He brought me also out of an horrible pyt, out of the dirtie mire: and set my feete vpon a rocke, and directed my goynges.
15And the bottomes of waters appeared, and the foundations of the rounde worlde were discouered at thy chidyng, O God: at the blast of the breath of thine anger.
5For the panges of death closed me about: the fludes of Belial put me in feare.
6The sorowes of hell compassed me about, the snares of death ouertoke me.
4Take me out of the net that they haue layde priuily for me: for thou art my strength.
48It is he that is the aucthour of my deliuerie from myne enemies: and he hath set me vp aboue them that rose agaynst me, he hath ridde me from the wicked man.
15He cloued the harde rockes in the wildernes: & gaue them drinke therof, as it had ben out of the great deepe waters.
16He brought running streames out of a stonie rocke: and caused waters to gushe downe, like as out of riuers.
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.
16The waters sawe thee O God, the waters sawe thee, they feared: yea the depthes of them moued out of their place.
4The panges of death haue compassed me about: and the outragiousnes of the wicked haue astonyed me with feare.
5The panges of a graue haue compassed me about: the snares of death ouertoke me.
6But in this my distresse I dyd call vppon God, and I made my complaynt vnto my Lorde: he hearde my voyce out of his temple, and my crye came before his face, euen vnto his eares.
49He deliuereth me from myne enemies, thou also hast lyft me on hie from them that rose against me: thou hast delyuered me from the wicked man.
1A song of high degrees. Out of the deepe I haue called vnto thee O God: O Lorde heare my voyce.
7One deepe calleth another at the noyse of thy water pypes: all thy waues and stormes are gone ouer me.
4Then the waters had drowned vs: the running streame had flowed ouer our soule.
5Then the waters of the proude: had flowed ouer our soule.
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.
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.
1A song of high degrees. When I was in trouble I called vpon God: and he hearde me.
13Thou hast thrust sore at me, that I might fall: but God dyd ayde me
35Thou hast geuen me the shielde of thy saluation: thy ryght hande also hath helde me vp, and through thy great gentlenesse I haue increased.
36Thou hast made me roomth inough for to go on: so that my feete haue not slypt.
21They suffred no thirst, he led them through the wildernesse, and caused the waters to flowe out vnto them from out of the rocke: he claue the rocke a sunder, and the water gusshed out.
13From aboue hath he sent downe a fire into my bones, and it burneth them cruelly: he hath layde a net for my feete, and throwen me wyde open, he hath made me desolate, so that I must euer be mournyng.
15Thou broughtest out fountaynes and waters out of the harde rockes: thou dyddest drye vp mightie waters.
22The Lorde hath sayde, I wyll bryng my people agayne out from Basan: I wyll bryng them agayne out from the deepe of the sea.
7He gathereth the waters of the sea together as it were vpon an heape: and layeth vp the deepe as treasures.
33He hath made my feete lyke Hartes feete: and he hath set me vp on hygh.
7Thou calledst vpon me in troubles, and I deliuered thee: I hearde thee out of the middest of a thunder, I proued thee also at the waters of strife. Selah.