Psalms 73:26
My fleshe and my heart fayleth: but God is the strength of my heart, and my portion for euer.
My fleshe and my heart fayleth: but God is the strength of my heart, and my portion for euer.
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25Whom haue I in heauen but thee? and there is none vpon earth that I desire besides thee.
8I am feeble and sore smitten: I haue rored for the very disquietnesse of my heart.
9Lorde thou knowest all my desire: and my gronyng is not hyd from thee.
10My heart panteth, my strength hath fayled me: and the lyght of myne eyes is gone from me.
24The Lorde is my portion saith my soule therefore wyll I hope in hym.
27For lo, they that kepe them selues a loofe from thee shall perishe: thou destroyest euery one that committeth fornication agaynst thee.
9Haue mercy vpon me O God, for I am in distresse: mine eye, my soule, and my belly be consumed for very heauinesse.
10For my life is wasted with sorow, and mine eares with mourning: my strength fayleth me because of mine iniquitie, and my bones are putrified.
7God is my strength and my shielde, my heart hath trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart skippeth for ioy, and in my song I wyll prayse hym.
9Cast me not away in the tyme of age: forsake me not when my strength fayleth me.
9Wherfore my heart is glad: my glory reioyceth, my fleshe also shall rest in a securitie.
24My knees are weake through fasting: my fleshe is dryed vp for want of fatnesse.
28My soule melteth away for very heauinesse: comfort thou me accordyng to thy worde.
2My soule hath a desire and a longing to enter into the courtes of God: my heart and my flesh leapeth with ioy for to go to the liuing Lorde.
18I thought in my selfe, I am vndone, there is no hope for me in the Lorde.
4Put ye your trust alway in the Lord: for in the Lorde God there is strength for euermore.
5O God, thou thy selfe art the portion of myne inheritaunce and of my cup: thou wylt mayntayne my lot.
4And my spirite is ouerwhelmed within me: and my heart is desolate in the midst of me.
32It is God that hath gyrded me with valiauntnesse of warre: and he hath made my way playne.
6He only is my rocke and my sauing helpe: he is my refuge, so that I can not be remoued.
7In the Lorde is my health and my glory: my trust is in the Lorde the fortresse of my force.
21Ueryly thus was my heart inflamed: thus was my reynes pricked.
33God strengthneth me in battaile: & ryddeth the way cleare before me.
1To the chiefe musition the seruaunt of God, and of Dauid who spake vnto God the wordes of this song in the day that God deliuered him from the hande of all his enemies, and from the hande of Saul: And he sayde. I wyll entirely loue thee O God my strength,
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.
5I cryed vnto thee O God, and sayde: thou art my hope and my portion in the lande of the lyuyng.
12Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my fleshe of brasse?
26Therfore dyd my heart reioyce, and my tongue was glad. Moreouer also my fleshe shall reste in hope,
4My heart is smitten downe and wythered lyke grasse: because I did forget to eate my bread.
24All ye that put your trust in God be ye of a good courage: and he wyll comfort your heart.
10And I sayde, this is my death: but the ryght hande of the most hyghest may graunt me yeres.
2Neuerthelesse, my feete were almost gone from me: my steppes had almost slypt.
1The golden psalme of Dauid. Preserue me O Lorde: for I haue reposed my trust in thee.
2Thou hast sayde O my soule vnto God, thou art my Lorde: my weldoing can do thee no good.
15My strength is dried vp like a potsheard, & my tongue cleaueth to my gummes: and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
3Neuerthelesse at all times as I am afraide: I put my whole trust in thee.
4In the Lord I wyll prayse his word: in the Lorde I haue put my trust, and I wyll not feare what flesh can do vnto me.
23he afflicted my strength in the way, he shortened my dayes.
19But be not thou farre from me O God: thou art my strength, make haste to helpe me.
4My flesh and my skinne hath he made olde, and my bones hath he bruised.
1A psalme of Dauid. God is my sheephearde, therfore I can lacke nothyng:
23Neuerthelesse I am alway with thee: for thou hast holden me by my ryght hande.
4My heart trembleth within me: and the feare of death is fallen vpon me.
2Haue mercy on me O God, for I am weake: O God heale me, for my bones be very sore.
12For innumerable troubles are come about me, my sinnes haue taken such holde vpon me that I am not able to loke vp: yea they are mo in number then the heeres of my head, & my heart hath fayled me.
1To 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.
14But my hope hath ben in thee O God: I haue sayd thou art my Lorde.
14Attende thou therfore vpon God, be of a good courage, and he will comfort thine heart: I say attende thou vpon God.
57Heth Thou art my portion O God: I haue purposed to kepe thy lawe.
1God is my lyght and saluation, whom then shall I feare? God is the strength of my life, of whom then shall I be afraide?