Psalms 6:2

Bishops' Bible (1568)

Haue mercy on me O God, for I am weake: O God heale me, for my bones be very sore.

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  • Hos 6:1 : 1 Come, let vs turne agayne to the Lorde: for he hath smitten vs, and he shall heale vs, he hath wounded vs, and he shall binde vs vp agayne.
  • Num 12:13 : 13 And Moyses cryed vnto the Lorde, saying: Heale her nowe, O God, I beseche thee.
  • Ps 30:2 : 2 O God my Lord I cryed vnto thee: and thou hast healed me.
  • Ps 31:10 : 10 For my life is wasted with sorow, and mine eares with mourning: my strength fayleth me because of mine iniquitie, and my bones are putrified.
  • Ps 32:3 : 3 For whyle I helde my tongue: my bones consumed away through my dayly roaring.
  • Ps 38:3 : 3 There is no helath in my flesh through thy displeasure: neither is there any rest in my bones by reason of my sinne.
  • Ps 38:7 : 7 For my loynes are filled with heate: and there is no whole part in my body.
  • Ps 41:3-4 : 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. 4 I sayde, O God be mercifull vnto me: heale my soule, for I haue sinned agaynst thee.
  • Ps 51:8 : 8 Make thou me to heare some ioy and gladnesse: let the bones reioyce which thou hast broken.
  • Ps 103:13-17 : 13 Yea lyke as a father pitieth his owne children: euen so is God mercifull vnto them that feare hym. 14 For he knoweth wherof we be made: he remembreth that we are but dust. 15 The dayes of man are as the dayes of an hearbe: he florisheth as a flowre in the fielde. 16 For the winde passeth ouer it, and it is no more seene: and the place therof knoweth it no more. 17 But the mercifull goodnesse of God endureth for euer and euer, vpon them that feare hym: and his righteousnesse vpon childers children.
  • Jer 17:14 : 14 Heale me O Lorde, and I shalbe whole: saue thou me, & I shalbe saued: for thou art my prayse.
  • Deut 32:39 : 39 See nowe howe that I, I am God, and there is none but I: I kyll, and wyll make alyue: I wounde, and wyll heale, neither is there any that can delyuer out of my hande.
  • Job 5:18 : 18 For be maketh a wounde and he healeth: he smiteth, and his hande maketh whole againe.
  • Job 19:21 : 21 Haue pitie vpon me, haue pitie vpon me, O ye my friendes, for the hande of God hath touched me.
  • Job 33:19-21 : 19 He chasteneth hym with sickenesse vpon his bedde, he layeth sore punishement vpon his bones: 20 So that his lyfe may away with no bread, and his soule abhorreth to eate any dayntie meate: 21 In so much that his body is cleane consumed away, and his bones appeare which before were not seene.
  • Ps 22:14 : 14 I am as it were into water resolued, and all my bones are out of ioynt: my heart also is like waxe melted in the middest of my bowels.
  • Matt 4:24 : 24 And his fame spread abrode, throughout all Syria: and they brought vnto hym all sicke people, that were taken with diuers diseases, and grypynges, and them that were possessed with deuyls, and those which were lunaticke, and those that had the paulsie, and he healed them.
  • Gen 20:17 : 17 And so Abraham prayed vnto God, & God healed Abimelech, and his wife, and his maydens, & they bare chyldren.
  • Exod 15:26 : 26 And sayde: If thou wylt hearken vnto the voyce of the Lorde thy God, & wylt do that which is right in his sight, and wylt geue eare vnto his commaundementes, and kepe all his ordinaunces: then wyll I put none of these diseases vpon thee, which I haue brought vpon the Egyptians: for I am the Lord that healeth thee.

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    3 My soule also is greatly troubled: but O God howe long shall I be in this case?

    4 Turne thee O God, and deliuer my soule: Oh saue me for thy mercies sake.

  • Ps 41:3-4
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    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.

    4 I sayde, O God be mercifull vnto me: heale my soule, for I haue sinned agaynst thee.

  • Ps 6:1
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    1 To the chiefe musition on Neginoth vpon eyght, a psalme of Dauid. O God rebuke me not in thine indignation: neither chasten me in thy wrath.

  • Ps 31:9-10
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    9 Haue mercy vpon me O God, for I am in distresse: mine eye, my soule, and my belly be consumed for very heauinesse.

    10 For my life is wasted with sorow, and mine eares with mourning: my strength fayleth me because of mine iniquitie, and my bones are putrified.

  • Ps 30:2
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    2 O God my Lord I cryed vnto thee: and thou hast healed me.

  • Ps 38:6-8
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    6 I am become crooked, and am exceedingly pulled downe: I go a mourning all the day long.

    7 For my loynes are filled with heate: and there is no whole part in my body.

    8 I am feeble and sore smitten: I haue rored for the very disquietnesse of my heart.

  • Ps 25:16-17
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    77%

    16 Turne thy face vnto me, and haue mercie vpon me: for I am desolate and in miserie.

    17 The sorowes of myne heart are encreased: O bryng thou me out of my distresse.

  • Ps 30:10
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    10 Heare me O God, and haue mercy vppon me: O God be thou my helper.

  • Lam 3:4
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    4 My flesh and my skinne hath he made olde, and my bones hath he bruised.

  • Ps 9:13
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    13 Haue mercy on me O God: consider the trouble whiche I suffer of them that hate me, lift me vp from the gates of death.

  • Jer 17:14
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    14 Heale me O Lorde, and I shalbe whole: saue thou me, & I shalbe saued: for thou art my prayse.

  • Ps 102:5
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    5 Through the noyse of my gronyng: my bones wyll scase cleaue to my fleshe.

  • Ps 109:22
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    22 Deliuer me, for truely I am afflicted: and I am poore, and my heart is wounded within me.

  • Ps 38:1-3
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    1 A psalme of Dauid to reduce in remembraunce. Rebuke me not O God in thyne anger: neither chasten me in thy heauie displeasure.

    2 For thyne arrowes sticke fast in me: and thy hande presseth me sore.

    3 There is no helath in my flesh through thy displeasure: neither is there any rest in my bones by reason of my sinne.

  • Lam 1:20
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    20 Consider (O Lorde) howe I am troubled, my wombe is disquieted, my heart turneth about in me, and I am full of heauinesse, because I rebelled stubburnly: the sworde hurteth me without, and within I am lyke vnto death.

  • Ps 22:14-15
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    14 I am as it were into water resolued, and all my bones are out of ioynt: my heart also is like waxe melted in the middest of my bowels.

    15 My strength is dried vp like a potsheard, & my tongue cleaueth to my gummes: and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.

  • Ps 109:26
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    26 Helpe me O my Lorde: oh saue me according to thy mercy.

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    16 Therfore is my soule now powred out vpon me, and the dayes of my trouble haue taken hold vpon me.

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    11 For thy names sake O God thou wilt cause me to lyue: and for thy righteousnesse sake thou wilt bryng my soule out of trouble.

  • Ps 116:4-6
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    4 but I called vpon the name of God: saying O God, I beseche thee deliuer my soule

    5 Gratious is God and ryghteous: our Lorde is mercifull.

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    13 Oh spare me a litle, that I may recouer my strength: before I go hence, and be no more seene.

  • Ps 142:6
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    6 Consider my complaynt, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecutours, for they are to strong for me.

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    3 Be mercifull vnto me O God: for I do call dayly vpon thee.

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    7 Hearken vnto my voyce O god, when I crye vnto thee: haue mercy vpon me and heare me.

  • Ps 51:1
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    1 To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid when the prophete Nathan came vnto hym after he was gone in to Bethsabe. Haue mercie on me O Lorde accordyng to thy louyng kindnesse: accordyng vnto the multitudes of thy mercies wype out my wickednesse.

  • Lam 1:13
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    13 From aboue hath he sent downe a fire into my bones, and it burneth them cruelly: he hath layde a net for my feete, and throwen me wyde open, he hath made me desolate, so that I must euer be mournyng.

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    1 To the chiefe musition (to be song lyke vnto the song beginning) destroy not, a golden psalme of Dauid, when he fled from Saul into the caue. Be mercifull vnto me O Lorde, be mercifull vnto me: for my soule trusteth in thee, and vnder the shadowe of thy wynges wyll I trust, vntyll this tiranny be ouerpast.

  • Ps 119:107
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    107 I am troubled aboue measure: quicken me O God accordyng vnto thy worde.

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    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.

  • Ps 6:6
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    6 I am weerie of my groning: I washe my bed euery nyght, and I water my coutche with my teares.

  • Ps 40:13
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    13 O God let it be thy pleasure to deliuer me: make haste O God to helpe me.

  • Ps 69:16
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    16 Heare me O God, for thy louyng kindnesse is comfortable: turne thee vnto me accordyng vnto the multitude of thy mercies.

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    21 Ueryly thus was my heart inflamed: thus was my reynes pricked.

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    4 My heart trembleth within me: and the feare of death is fallen vpon me.

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    28 My soule melteth away for very heauinesse: comfort thou me accordyng to thy worde.

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    76 I beseche thee let thy louing kindnesse be a meanes to comfort me: accordyng to thy worde spoken vnto thy seruaunt.

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    2 In the tyme of my trouble I sought the Lorde: my hande all the nyght catched & ceassed not, my soule refused comfort.