Psalms 27:9
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.
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.
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21Forsake me not O God: O my Lorde be not thou farre fro me.
22Haste thee to helpe me: O Lorde my saluation.
17And hyde not thy face from thy seruaunt, for I am in trouble: O haste thee and heare me.
9Cast me not away in the tyme of age: forsake me not when my strength fayleth me.
10For my father and mother forsoke me: and God did take me vp.
19But be not thou farre from me O God: thou art my strength, make haste to helpe me.
8My heart hath sayde vnto thee according to this thy commaundement seeke ye my face: thy face O God wyll I seeke.
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.
26Helpe me O my Lorde: oh saue me according to thy mercy.
14O God, why abhorrest thou my soule: and why hidest thou thy face from me?
2For thou art the Lord of my strength: why hast thou reiect me, and why go I thus heauyly through the oppression of myne enemie.
12Go not farre from me O Lorde: haste thee O my Lorde to helpe me.
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?
16Cause thy countenaunce to shine vppon thy seruaunt: saue me for thy mercies sake.
11Cast me not away from thy presence: and take not thy holy spirite from me.
11Withdrawe not thou thy mercie from me O God: let thy louyng kyndnesse and thy trueth alway preserue me.
9Delyuer me O God from myne enemies: I hyde my selfe with thee.
2Hyde 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.
1To 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?
11O go not far fro me, for trouble is harde at hande: and there is none to helpe me.
8For mine eyes loke vnto thee O God the Lorde: in thee is my trust, cast not my soule out of me.
10Heare me O God, and haue mercy vppon me: O God be thou my helper.
24Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and holdest me for thyne enemie?
1To 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.
9I wyll say vnto the Lorde of my strength: why hast thou forgotten me, why go I thus heauyly through the oppression of myne enemie?
13O God let it be thy pleasure to deliuer me: make haste O God to helpe me.
1Why standest thou so farre of O God? why hidest thee in the tyme of trouble?
22Thou hast seene this O God, holde not thy tongue then: go not farre from me O Lorde.
21But thou O God my Lorde, do vnto me according vnto thy name: for sweete is thy mercy.
16Turne thy face vnto me, and haue mercie vpon me: for I am desolate and in miserie.
7thou God of thy goodnes hadst made my hyll so strong.
13Oh spare me a litle, that I may recouer my strength: before I go hence, and be no more seene.
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.
1The golden psalme of Dauid. Preserue me O Lorde: for I haue reposed my trust in thee.
18Wherfore whylest I am olde and am gray headed: O Lorde forsake me not, vntyll I haue shewed thy arme vnto this generation, and thy power to all them that are yet for to come.
5As for me I am poore and in miserie, hasten thee vnto me O Lorde: thou art my ayde and my delyuerer, O God make no long tarying.
20Neuerthelesse, graunt me two thinges, and then wyll I not hide my selfe from thee:
21Withdrawe thyne hande from me, and let not the fearefull dreade of thee make me afrayde.
42O Lord God, turne not away the face of thyne annoynted: remember the mercies whiche thou hast promised to Dauid thy seruaunt.
1Siggaion of Dauid, whiche he song vnto God in the busines of Chus, the sonne of Iemini. O God my Lord, in thee I haue put my trust: saue me from all them that do persecute me, and deliuer thou me.
9Turne thy face from my sinnes: and wype out all my misdeedes.
22And when I fled with al haste, I said I am cast out of the sight of thine eyes: neuerthelesse, thou heardest the voyce of my prayer when I cryed vnto thee.
17Be not thou terrible vnto me O Lord: for thou art he in whom I hope when I am in perill.
29As for me I am afflicted and in heauinesse: thy sauing helpe O Lorde shal defende me.
7Shewe thy marueylous louyng kindnesse: thou that art the sauiour of them that trust in thee, from such as ryse vp agaynst thy ryght hande.
1God is my lyght and saluation, whom then shall I feare? God is the strength of my life, of whom then shall I be afraide?
9Why wylt thou make thy selfe a cowarde, and as it were a giaunt that yet may not helpe? But thou O Lorde art in the middest of vs, and thy name is called vpon of vs, forsake vs not.
5For in the time of aduersitie he shall hide me in his tabernacle: yea in the secrete place of his pauilion he shall hide me, and set me vp vpon a rocke of stone.
46O God howe long wylt thou hyde thy selfe? for euer? shall thy wrath burne lyke fire?
20O kepe my soule and deliuer me, lest I shalbe confounded: for I haue put my trust in thee.