Psalms 30:7
thou God of thy goodnes hadst made my hyll so strong.
thou God of thy goodnes hadst made my hyll so strong.
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8Neuerthelesse, when thou dydst turne thy face, I was troubled: then I cryed vnto thee O God, then made I my humble prayers to thee my Lorde.
6And in my prosperitie I saide, I shall neuer haue a fal:
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.
1Why standest thou so farre of O God? why hidest thee in the tyme of trouble?
14But my hope hath ben in thee O God: I haue sayd thou art my Lorde.
7Hearken vnto my voyce O god, when I crye vnto thee: haue mercy vpon me and heare me.
8My heart hath sayde vnto thee according to this thy commaundement seeke ye my face: thy face O God wyll I seeke.
9O 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.
7Thou art my refuge, thou wylt preserue me from trouble: thou wylt compasse me about with songes of deliueraunce. Selah.
20Thou hydest them priuily in thyne owne presence from the raginges of all men: thou kepest them secretly as in a tabernacle from the strife of tongues.
21Blessed be God: for he hath shewed me marueylous great kindnes in a strong citie.
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.
3For thou hast ben my hope: and a strong towre for me against the face of the enemie.
17And hyde not thy face from thy seruaunt, for I am in trouble: O haste thee and heare me.
7I wyll be glad and reioyce in thy louing kindnes: for that thou hast considered my trouble, and hast knowen my soule in aduersities.
10Heare me O God, and haue mercy vppon me: O God be thou my helper.
6I haue sayde vnto God, thou art my Lorde: heare the voyce of my prayers O God.
7O Lorde God the strength of my saluation: thou hast couered my head in the day of battayle.
11By this I knowe thou fauouredst me: in that myne enemie doth not triumph agaynst me.
12And when I am in my best case, thou vpholdest me: and thou wylt set me before thy face for euer.
1A psalme whiche is a song of the dedication of the house of Dauid. I wyll exalt thee O God, for thou hast exalted me: and hast not made my foes to triumph ouer me.
2O God my Lord I cryed vnto thee: and thou hast healed me.
14O God, why abhorrest thou my soule: and why hidest thou thy face from me?
7I am become as it were a monster vnto many: but my sure trust is in thee.
4Lest myne enemie say, I haue preuayled agaynst hym: lest they that trouble me reioyce yf I shoulde be remoued.
3But thou O God art a buckler for me: thou art my worship, and the lifter vp of my head.
4I dyd call vpon God with my voyce, and he hearde me out of his holy hyll. Selah.
10The mountaynes sawe thee and they trembled, the streame of the water passed by, the deepe made a noyse, and lift vp his handes on hye.
29For thou art my lyght, O Lorde: and the Lorde shall light my darkenesse.
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.
9Delyuer me O God from myne enemies: I hyde my selfe with thee.
24Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and holdest me for thyne enemie?
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.
1To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid. In thee O God I haue put my trust, let me neuer be confounded: deliuer me in thy righteousnes.
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?
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.
3Be thou my strong holde whervnto I may alway resort: thou hast geuen a charge to saue me, for thou art my house of defence, and my castell.
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.
16Turne thy face vnto me, and haue mercie vpon me: for I am desolate and in miserie.
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.
2In the tyme of my trouble I sought the Lorde: my hande all the nyght catched & ceassed not, my soule refused comfort.
3I called to remembraunce God, and I was disquieted: I conferred with my selfe, and my spirite was wrapped in pensiuenesse. Selah.
4Thou dydst kepe the watche of mine eies: I was amased & coulde not speake.
17He hath put my soule out of rest, I forget all good thinges.
3For thou art my strong rocke and fortresse: euen for thy name sake conduct me, and direct me.
1To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid. In God I put my trust: howe say ye then to my soule, that she shoulde flee as a byrde from your hyll.
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.
7When my soule fainted within me, I remembred the Lorde, and my prayer came in vnto thee into thy holy temple.
13O God let it be thy pleasure to deliuer me: make haste O God to helpe me.
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.