Psalms 86:17
Shewe some good token of thy fauour towardes me, that they whiche hate me may see it and be ashamed: because thou God hast helped me, and comforted me.
Shewe some good token of thy fauour towardes me, that they whiche hate me may see it and be ashamed: because thou God hast helped me, and comforted me.
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7God is with me amongst them that ayde me: therfore I shall see my desire vpon them that hate me.
26Helpe me O my Lorde: oh saue me according to thy mercy.
27And let the know how that this is thy hande: & that thou O God hast done it.
7Shewe thy marueylous louyng kindnesse: thou that art the sauiour of them that trust in thee, from such as ryse vp agaynst thy ryght hande.
16Turne thy face vnto me, and haue mercy vpon me: geue thy strength vnto thy seruaunt, and helpe the sonne of thine handmayde.
7I wyll be glad and reioyce in thy louing kindnes: for that thou hast considered my trouble, and hast knowen my soule in aduersities.
7Shew vs thy louing kindnes O God: and graunt vs thy saluation.
10Heare me O God, and haue mercy vppon me: O God be thou my helper.
16Cause thy countenaunce to shine vppon thy seruaunt: saue me for thy mercies sake.
13Thou hast thrust sore at me, that I might fall: but God dyd ayde me
26Let them be put to confusion & shame all together that reioyce at my trouble: let them be clothed with rebuke and dishonour that exalt them selues against me.
27Let them triumph with gladnesse and reioyce that be delighted with my righteousnesse: let them say alwayes, blessed be God whiche hath pleasure in the prosperitie of his seruaunt.
13Haue mercy on me O God: consider the trouble whiche I suffer of them that hate me, lift me vp from the gates of death.
20Let this rewarde be from God vnto myne aduersaries: and vnto those that speake euill against my soule.
21But thou O God my Lorde, do vnto me according vnto thy name: for sweete is thy mercy.
7But it is thou that sauest vs from our enemies: and thou puttest them to confusion that hate vs.
21Blessed be God: for he hath shewed me marueylous great kindnes in a strong citie.
21They heare my mournyng, but there is none that wyll comfort me: All myne enemies haue hearde of my trouble, and are glad therof because thou hast done it: and thou hast brought foorth the time which thou calledst, when they also shal be lyke vnto me.
22Let all their wickednesse come before thee, and do thou to them as thou hast done vnto me for all my trespasses: for my sorowe is very great, and my heart is heauy.
13O God let it be thy pleasure to deliuer me: make haste O God to helpe me.
14Let them be ashamed and confounded together that seke after my soule to destroy it: let them be dryuen backwarde & be put to rebuke that wyshe me euyll.
10All myne enemies shalbe confounded and sore vexed: they shalbe turned backe, they shalbe put to shame sodainlye.
76I beseche thee let thy louing kindnesse be a meanes to comfort me: accordyng to thy worde spoken vnto thy seruaunt.
16Turne thy face vnto me, and haue mercie vpon me: for I am desolate and in miserie.
10But be thou mercifull vnto me O God: rayse me vp agayne, and I shall rewarde them.
11By this I knowe thou fauouredst me: in that myne enemie doth not triumph agaynst me.
13For great is thy mercy towarde me: and thou hast deliuered my soule from the lowest part of hell.
14O God, the proude are rysen against me: a companie of outragious naughtipackes haue sought after my soule, and haue not set thee before their eyes.
7For he hath deliuered me out of all my trouble: and mine eye hath seene auengaunce vpon mine enemies.
40And God wyll ayde them and deliuer them, he wyl deliuer them from the vngodly: and he wyll saue them, because they put their trust in him.
6There be many that say, who wyll shewe vs any good? O God lift thou vp the light of thy countenaunce vpon vs.
10My mercifull Lord wyll preuent me: the Lord will let me see my desire vpon mine enemies.
17And hyde not thy face from thy seruaunt, for I am in trouble: O haste thee and heare me.
86All thy commaundementes are the trueth it selfe: they wrongfully persecute me, O be thou my ayde.
21Thou hast brought me to greater honour then I had before: & thou returnyng hast comforted me on euery syde.
1To the chiefe musition (a psalme) of Dauid, to reduce in remembraunce. Haste thee O Lorde to delyuer me: make haste to helpe me O God.
2Let them be ashamed and confounded that seke after my soule: let them be turned backwarde and be put to confusion that wishe me euyll.
15O Lorde thou knowest, therfore remember me, and visite me, reuenge me of my persecutours: take me not from this life in the tyme of thine anger, thou knowest that for thy sake I suffer rebuke.
4Lest myne enemie say, I haue preuayled agaynst hym: lest they that trouble me reioyce yf I shoulde be remoued.
11But the Lorde stoode by me lyke a mightie giaunt, therefore my persecutours fell and coulde do nothing: they shalbe sore confounded, for they haue done vnwisely, they shall haue an euerlasting shame, which shall neuer be forgotten.
12And nowe O Lorde of hoastes that triest the righteous, which knowest the raynes and the very heartes, let me see them punished: for vnto thee I haue declared my cause.
16Make shame to appeare in their faces: that they may seeke thy name O God.
74They that feare thee, shall see me, & reioyce: because I haue geuen earnest attendaunce vnto thy worde.
9O hide not thou thy face from me, nor cast thy seruaunt away in a displeasure: thou hast ben my succour, leaue me not, neither forsake me O Lorde of my saluation.
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.
22Haste thee to helpe me: O Lorde my saluation.
41And thou hast geuen me the neckes of myne enemies: that I might destroye them that hate me.
19Consider myne enemies, for they do multiplie: and they beare a tirannous hate against me.
17Be not thou terrible vnto me O Lord: for thou art he in whom I hope when I am in perill.
18Let my persecutours be confounded, but not me: let them be afrayde, and not me: Thou shalt bryng vpon them the tyme of plague, and shalt destroy them right sore.