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