Psalms 31:21
Blessed be God: for he hath shewed me marueylous great kindnes in a strong citie.
Blessed be God: for he hath shewed me marueylous great kindnes in a strong citie.
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7I wyll be glad and reioyce in thy louing kindnes: for that thou hast considered my trouble, and hast knowen my soule in aduersities.
8Thou hast not shut me vp into the hande of the enemie: but hast set my feete in a large roome.
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.
23Loue God all ye his saintes: for God preserueth them that are faythfull, and rewardeth most aboundauntly the proude doer.
6Blessed be God: for he hath hearde the voyce of mine humble petitions.
7God is my strength and my shielde, my heart hath trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart skippeth for ioy, and in my song I wyll prayse hym.
3For thou hast ben my hope: and a strong towre for me against the face of the enemie.
21Blessed be God out of Sion: who dwelleth at Hierusalem. Prayse ye the Lorde.
18He deliuered me from my mightie enemie, and from them that hated me: for they were to strong for me.
19When they had preuented me in the daye of my calamitie: the Lorde stayed me vp.
20For he brought me out into roomth: he deliuered me, because he had a fauour vnto me.
21The Lorde rewarded me according to my righteousnesse: accordyng to the purenes of my hands he recompensed me.
31O that men would confesse vnto god: his louyng kyndnes and meruaylous actes done to the chyldren of men.
19Howe plentifull is thy goodnes which thou hast layde vp for them that feare thee? and whiche thou hast prepared for them that put their trust in thee before the sonnes of men.
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.
21O that men would confesse vnto God: his louing kindnes and his marueylous actes done to the chyldren of men.
1Of Dauid. Blessed be God my rocke: who teacheth my handes to warre, and my fingers to fyght.
2My holynesse and my fortresse, my refuge, and my only deliuerer: my buckler, in hym I haue put my trust, who subdueth my people vnder me.
1To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid. The kyng ought to reioyce in thy strength O God: and he ought to be exceedyng glad of thy saluation.
5Gratious is God and ryghteous: our Lorde is mercifull.
1In that day shall this song be song in the land of Iuda, we haue a strong citie, saluation shal God appoint in steede of walles and bulwarkes.
7I am become as it were a monster vnto many: but my sure trust is in thee.
13For he maketh fast the barres of thy gates: he blesseth thy children within thee.
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.
51He is the towre of saluation for his king, and dealeth mercyfully with his annoynted: euen with Dauid, and with his seede for euermore.
3God is well knowen in her palaces: as a most sure refuge.
1Thou art my Lorde my God, I wyll magnifie thee, I will geue thankes vnto thy name, for thou hast brought wonderfull thinges to passe, according to thine olde counsels truely & faythfully.
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.
14That I may shewe all thy prayses within the gates of the daughter of Sion: and reioyce in thy saluation.
14But my hope hath ben in thee O God: I haue sayd thou art my Lorde.
2For his mercifull kyndnesse is euer more and more towarde vs: and the trueth of God endureth for euer. Prayse ye the Lorde.
19He brought me also foorth into a place of libertie: he brought me foorth, because he had a fauour vnto me.
8O that men would confesse vnto God his louyng kindnesse: and his marueylous actes done to the chyldren of men.
4Take me out of the net that they haue layde priuily for me: for thou art my strength.
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.
21And Saul sayde: Blessed are ye in the Lord, for ye haue compassion on me:
15O that men would confesse vnto God: his louing kindnes and his marueylous actes done to the chyldren of men.
20Blessed be the Lorde which hath not reiected my prayer: nor turned his mercye from me.
7thou God of thy goodnes hadst made my hyll so strong.
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.
21I wyll thanke thee for that thou hast heard me: and art become my saluation.
2O God my Lord I cryed vnto thee: and thou hast healed me.
18The Lorde hath greatly chastened me: but he hath not geuen me ouer vnto death.
19Open me the gates of ryghteousnesse, I wyll enter in by them: that I may geue thankes vnto the Lorde.
2And he saide: The Lorde is my rocke, and my castell, and my delyuerer.
7I wyll declare the goodnesse of the Lorde, yea and the prayse of the Lorde for all that he hath geuen vs, for the great good that he hath done for Israel, whiche he hath geuen them of his owne fauour, and according to the multitude of his louing kindnesses.
19in the courtes of Gods house, euen in the myddest of thee O Hierusalem. Prayse ye the Lorde.
17Shewe some good token of thy fauour towardes me, that they whiche hate me may see it and be ashamed: because thou God hast helped me, and comforted me.
23This was the doyng of God: and it is marueylous in our eyes.
16As for me I wyll sing of thy power, and wyll prayse thy louing kindnes betimes in the morning: for thou hast ben my defence and refuge in the day of my trouble.