Psalms 35:10
All my bones shall say, God who is lyke vnto thee? whiche deliuerest the poore from hym that is to strong for him: yea the poore and him that is in miserie, from him that spoyleth him.
All my bones shall say, God who is lyke vnto thee? whiche deliuerest the poore from hym that is to strong for him: yea the poore and him that is in miserie, from him that spoyleth him.
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13Sing vnto the Lord and prayse hym, for he hath deliuered the soule of the oppressed from the hande of the violent.
12For he wyll delyuer the poore when he cryeth: and the afflicted and hym that hath no helper.
13He wyll haue compassion vpon the poore and needy: and he wyll preserue the soules of the poore.
9And my soule shalbe ioyfull in God: it shall reioyce in his saluation.
15But he deliuereth the poore from the sworde, from their threatninges, and from the violence of the mightie.
1To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid. Blessed is he that considereth ye poore: God wyll delyuer hym in the tyme of trouble.
17As for me I am afflicted and needye, but God careth for me: thou art my ayde and delyuerer, O my God make no long tarying.
3Iudge ryght vnto the poore and fatherlesse: dispatch according to iustice suche as be afflicted and in necessitie.
4Deliuer the poore and outcast: saue them from the hande of the vngodly.
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.
12For I deliuered the poore when he cryed, and the fatherlesse, and hym that had none to helpe hym.
31For he wyll stande at the right hande of the poore: to saue him from the iudges of his soule.
6Lo this same poore man hath cryed: and God hath hearde hym, and saued hym out of all his troubles.
2And he saide: The Lorde is my rocke, and my castell, and my delyuerer.
21But thou O God my Lorde, do vnto me according vnto thy name: for sweete is thy mercy.
22Deliuer me, for truely I am afflicted: and I am poore, and my heart is wounded within me.
6Consider my complaynt, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecutours, for they are to strong for me.
10Heare me O God, and haue mercy vppon me: O God be thou my helper.
5For the calamities of the oppressed, for the deepe sighyng of the poore, I wyll nowe vp sayeth God: and I wyll put in safetie, hym whom the wicked hath snared.
7Arise vp O God, saue thou me O my Lorde: for thou hast smitten all myne enemies vpon the cheeke bone, thou hast broken the teeth of the vngodly.
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.
2Lest he like a Lion seasoneth on my soule: teareth it in peeces, hauyng no rescue.
12I am sure that God wyll dispatche the cause of the afflicted: and he wyll geue iudgement for the needy.
29As for me I am afflicted and in heauinesse: thy sauing helpe O Lorde shal defende me.
26Helpe me O my Lorde: oh saue me according to thy mercy.
15The poore shall he deliuer out of his affliction, and rounde them in the eare when they be in trouble.
19Great are the troubles of the righteous: but God deliuereth him out of all.
20He kepeth all his bones: so that no one of them is broken.
6As for nowe ye make a mocke at the counsayle of the poore: because he reposeth his trust in God.
15My time is in thy hande, deliuer me from the hande of mine enemies: and from them that persecute me.
19And vntyll I haue exceedyngly exalted O Lorde thy ryghteousnesse: for great thynges are they that thou hast done, O Lorde who is lyke vnto thee?
13O God let it be thy pleasure to deliuer me: make haste O God to helpe me.
10Who geueth victorie vnto kynges: who redeemeth Dauid his seruaunt from peryll of the sworde.
17He hath deliuered me from my strong enemie: and from them which hate me, for they were to stout for me.
2ridde me and deliuer me in thy ryghteousnesse, incline thine eare vnto me, and saue me.
18He deliuered me from my mightie enemie, and from them that hated me: for they were to strong for 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.
5Gratious is God and ryghteous: our Lorde is mercifull.
23For the Lorde him selfe wyll defende their cause, and do violence vnto them that haue vsed violence.
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.
4Delyuer me O my Lorde out of the hande of the vngodly: out of the hande of the vnryghteous and cruell man.
1A prayer of Dauid. Bow downe thine eare O God, and heare me: for I am poore and in miserie.
13Deliuer thou me O God from men which be thy hande: from men, from the worlde, whose portion is in this lyfe, whose bellyes thou fyllest with thy priuie treasure.
10He croucheth and humbleth him selfe: so that a number of the that be weake, fall by his myght.
17Lorde howe long wylt thou looke vpon this: O deliuer my soule from their raginges, and my dearling from Lions whelpes.
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.
23To deliuer me from the enemies hand, or to saue me from the hande of the tyrauntes?
24Iudge me according to thy righteousnesse O God my Lorde: and let them not triumph ouer me.
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.
19But be not thou farre from me O God: thou art my strength, make haste to helpe me.