Psalms 41:3
God wyll comfort hym when he lyeth sicke vpon his bed: thou O God wylt turne vpside downe all his bed in his sicknesse.
God wyll comfort hym when he lyeth sicke vpon his bed: thou O God wylt turne vpside downe all his bed in his sicknesse.
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1To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid. Blessed is he that considereth ye poore: God wyll delyuer hym in the tyme of trouble.
2God wyll preserue hym & kepe him aliue: he shalbe blessed vpon the earth, and thou O God wylt not deliuer him into the wyll of his enemies.
4I sayde, O God be mercifull vnto me: heale my soule, for I haue sinned agaynst thee.
19He chasteneth hym with sickenesse vpon his bedde, he layeth sore punishement vpon his bones:
5I layde me downe and slept: and I rose vp agayne, for God sustayned me.
13When I say, My bed shal comfort me, I shall haue some refreshing by talking to my selfe vpon my couch:
3Who forgeueth all thy wickednesse: and healeth all thine infirmities.
4Who redeemeth thy lyfe from destruction: and crowneth thee with mercie and louyng kyndnesse.
2O God my Lord I cryed vnto thee: and thou hast healed me.
3Thou God hast raysed vp my soule from the graue: thou hast preserued my life from them that go downe into ye pit.
2Haue mercy on me O God, for I am weake: O God heale me, for my bones be very sore.
3My soule also is greatly troubled: but O God howe long shall I be in this case?
3He wyll not suffer thy foote to moue: he wyll not sleepe that kepeth thee.
8They sayde some great mischiefe is lyghted vpon hym: and he that lyeth sicke on his bed, shall ryse vp no more.
5The saintes shalbe ioyful with glory: they shal expresse a ioyfull noyse in their beddes.
20Which hast made me to feele many great troubles and aduersities: yet returnyng thou hast reuyued me, yea returnyng thou hast caused me to come out from the bottome of the earth.
21Thou hast brought me to greater honour then I had before: & thou returnyng hast comforted me on euery syde.
13That thou mayest geue hym patience in tyme of aduersitie: vntyll the pyt be digged vp for the vngodly.
3Saying I wyll not enter into the tabernacle of my house: nor get vp into my bed.
22O cast thy burthen vpon God, and he wyll vpholde thee: he wyll not suffer at any time the righteous to moue.
7I wyll be glad and reioyce in thy louing kindnes: for that thou hast considered my trouble, and hast knowen my soule in aduersities.
14Heale me O Lorde, and I shalbe whole: saue thou me, & I shalbe saued: for thou art my prayse.
18I haue seene his wayes, and I heale hym, I leade him, and restore to hym comfort, and to those that were sorie for hym.
6God gardeth the simple: I was brought to the extremitie, and he preserued me.
7Returne O my soule vnto thy rest: for God hath rewarded thee.
14God vpholdeth all such as fall: and lyfteth vp all those that be bowyng downewarde.
10But be thou mercifull vnto me O God: rayse me vp agayne, and I shall rewarde them.
4Thy wordes haue set vp him that was falling, thou hast refreshed the weake knees.
3For he wyll delyuer thee from the snare of the hunter: and from the noysome pestilence.
8I wyll lay me downe in peace and take my rest: for thou God only makest me to dwell in safetie.
18The Lorde hath greatly chastened me: but he hath not geuen me ouer vnto death.
24If thou sleepest, thou shalt not be afraide: but shalt take thy rest, and sleepe sweetely.
3He healeth those that are broken in heart: he wrappeth vp their sorowes.
24Though he fall, he shall not be vndone: for God vpholdeth him with his hande.
8If I ascende vp into heauen, thou art there: if I lay me downe in hell, thou art there also.
6I am weerie of my groning: I washe my bed euery nyght, and I water my coutche with my teares.
11And the Lord aunswered me, Ueryly thy remnaunt shall haue wealth: Come not I to thee when thou art in trouble, & helpe thee when thine enemie oppresseth thee?
10Heare me O God, and haue mercy vppon me: O God be thou my helper.
16O Lorde, to all those that shall lyue hereafter, yea to all men shall it be knowen, that euen in those yeres I haue a ioyfull lyfe, and that it was thou that causedst me to sleepe agayne, thou hast geuen lyfe to me.
9A thankesgeuyng which Hezekia kyng of Iuda wrote, when he had ben sicke and was recouered.
3In the day of myne aduersitie I called vpon thee, and thou heardest me: thou enduedst my soule more and more with strength.
15And the prayer of fayth shall saue the sicke, and the Lorde shall raise him vp: and yf he haue committed sinnes, they shalbe forgeuen hym.
6Haue I not remembred thee in my bed: and thought vpon thee when I was waking?
20For the bed is narrowe and not large, and the couering so small that a man can not winde him selfe vnder it.
11God wyll geue strength vnto his people: God wyll blesse his people in peace.
18For be maketh a wounde and he healeth: he smiteth, and his hande maketh whole againe.
19Great are the troubles of the righteous: but God deliuereth him out of all.
7God wyll preserue thee from all euill: he wyll preserue thy soule.
17My bones are pearsed through in the night season, and my sinewes take no rest.
13Thou hast thrust sore at me, that I might fall: but God dyd ayde me