Psalms 62:8
O ye people, put your trust in hym alway: powre out your heartes before him, for the Lorde is our hope. Selah.
O ye people, put your trust in hym alway: powre out your heartes before him, for the Lorde is our hope. Selah.
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5 Neuerthelesse O my soule, stay thou only vpon the Lorde: for my confidence is in him.
6 He only is my rocke and my sauing helpe: he is my refuge, so that I can not be remoued.
7 In the Lorde is my health and my glory: my trust is in the Lorde the fortresse of my force.
8 It is better to trust in God: then to put any confidence in man.
9 It is better to trust in God: then to put any confidence in princes.
1 To the chiefe musition, a song (to be song) of the children of Corach vpon Alamoth. The Lorde is our refuge & strength: a helpe very easyly founde in troubles.
2 I wyll say vnto God, thou art my hope and my fortresse: my Lorde, in whom I wyll trust.
8 O ye people blesse your Lorde: and make the voyce of his praise to be heard.
14 But my hope hath ben in thee O God: I haue sayd thou art my Lorde.
21 For our heart shall reioyce in him: because we haue put our trust in his holy name.
22 Let thy louing kindnes O God be vppon vs: like as we haue put our trust in thee.
9 As for the chyldren of men, they be onlye but vanitie, the chyldren of lordes be but a lye: vpon the wayghtes they be altogether lighter then vanitie in selfe.
3 Neuerthelesse at all times as I am afraide: I put my whole trust in thee.
5 Offer the sacrifice of righteousnesse: and put your trust in God.
1 The golden psalme of Dauid. Preserue me O Lorde: for I haue reposed my trust in thee.
1 To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid. In God I put my trust: howe say ye then to my soule, that she shoulde flee as a byrde from your hyll.
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.
6 For this shall euery one that is godly make his prayer vnto thee in the time when thou mayest be founde: so that in the great water fluddes they shal not come nye hym.
7 Thou art my refuge, thou wylt preserue me from trouble: thou wylt compasse me about with songes of deliueraunce. Selah.
28 But it is good for me to come neare vnto God: wherfore I put my trust in thee O Lorde God, that I may declare all thy workes.
8 We make our boast of God all the day long: and we wyll confesse thy name for euer. Selah.
1 To the chiefe musition vpon Iudethun, a psalme of Dauid. My soule truly only stayeth vpon the Lorde: for of him commeth my saluation.
2 He onlye is my rocke and my sauing helpe: he is my refuge, so that I can not be remoued greatly.
9 God also wyll be a refuge for the oppressed: euen a refuge in tyme of trouble.
12 O God of hoastes: blessed is the man that putteth his trust in thee.
8 For mine eyes loke vnto thee O God the Lorde: in thee is my trust, cast not my soule out of me.
7 The Lord is gratious, a strong holde in the day of trouble, and knoweth them that trust in hym.
3 By an assured purpose wylt thou preserue perfect peace, because they put their trust in thee.
4 Put ye your trust alway in the Lord: for in the Lorde God there is strength for euermore.
8 Saying he referreth all to God, loking that God wyll deliuer him and rescue him: for he delighteth only in him.
11 In the Lorde I put my trust: I wyll not be afraide what man can do vnto me.
9 But Israel trust thou in God: he is their ayde and their shielde.
1 Siggaion 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.
3 For thou hast ben my hope: and a strong towre for me against the face of the enemie.
3 God is my strength, in him will I trust: he is my shielde, and the horne of my saluation, my hie towre, and my refuge, my sauiour, thou hast saued me from wrong.
4 Many shall see it, and feare: and shall put their trust in God.
11 And all they that trust in thee wyll reioyce, they wyll triumph for euer, because thou defendest them: and they that loue thy name, wyll be ioyfull in thee.
7 The God of hoastes is with vs: the Lorde of Iacob is our refuge. Selah.
22 O cast thy burthen vpon God, and he wyll vpholde thee: he wyll not suffer at any time the righteous to moue.
8 Cause me to heare of thy louyng kindnesse betymes in the mornyng: for in thee is my trust. Make me to knowe the way that I shoulde walke in: for I lyft vp my soule vnto thee.
5 The people will prayse thee O Lord: all the people wyll prayse thee.
2 God 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.
5 Why art thou so discouraged O my soule, & why art thou so vnquiet within me? attende thou vpon the Lorde, for I will yet acknowledge him only to be a present saluation.
2 Many say of my soule: there is no saluation for it in God. Selah.
3 Then wyll the people prayse thee O Lorde: yea all the people wyll prayse thee.
7 How excellent is thy mercy O Lord: therefore the chyldren of men shall put their trust vnder the shadowe of thy winges.
11 Why art thou so discouraged O my soule, & why art thou so vnquiet within me? attende thou vpon the Lorde, for I wil yet acknowledge him to be only my present saluation, and my Lorde.
10 The righteous wyll reioyce in God, and put his trust in hym: and all they that be vpright hearted wylbe glad.
2 My 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.