Psalms 86:2
Preserue thou my soule, for I am holy: my God saue thy seruaunt that putteth his trust in thee.
Preserue thou my soule, for I am holy: my God saue thy seruaunt that putteth his trust in thee.
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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.
3Be mercifull vnto me O God: for I do call dayly vpon thee.
4Comfort the soule of thy seruaunt: for vnto thee O Lord do I lift vp my soule.
1A prayer of Dauid. Bow downe thine eare O God, and heare me: for I am poore and in miserie.
26Helpe me O my Lorde: oh saue me according to thy mercy.
20O kepe my soule and deliuer me, lest I shalbe confounded: for I haue put my trust in thee.
21Let integritie and vprighteous dealing kepe me safe: for I haue wayted after thee.
4Turne thee O God, and deliuer my soule: Oh saue me for thy mercies sake.
8For mine eyes loke vnto thee O God the Lorde: in thee is my trust, cast not my soule out of me.
4but I called vpon the name of God: saying O God, I beseche thee deliuer my soule
5Gratious is God and ryghteous: our Lorde is mercifull.
6God gardeth the simple: I was brought to the extremitie, and he preserued me.
16Turne thy face vnto me, and haue mercy vpon me: geue thy strength vnto thy seruaunt, and helpe the sonne of thine handmayde.
1Siggaion 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.
6I haue sayde vnto God, thou art my Lorde: heare the voyce of my prayers O God.
12I wyll acknowledge thee O Lorde my God with all my heart: and I wyl glorifie thy name for euer.
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.
14But my hope hath ben in thee O God: I haue sayd thou art my Lorde.
2ridde me and deliuer me in thy ryghteousnesse, incline thine eare vnto me, and saue me.
3Be thou my strong holde whervnto I may alway resort: thou hast geuen a charge to saue me, for thou art my house of defence, and my castell.
4Delyuer me O my Lorde out of the hande of the vngodly: out of the hande of the vnryghteous and cruell man.
5For thou O Lorde God art the thyng that I long for: thou art my hope euen from my youth.
16Cause thy countenaunce to shine vppon thy seruaunt: saue me for thy mercies sake.
94I am thine, saue me: for I haue diligently studied thy commaundementes ouer.
146I haue called vpon thee, saue me: and I wyll kepe thy testimonies.
11For thy names sake O God thou wilt cause me to lyue: and for thy righteousnesse sake thou wilt bryng my soule out of trouble.
12And of thy goodnesse thou wylt restrayne myne enemies: and destroy all them that be aduersaries to my soule, for I am thy seruaunt.
1To the chiefe musition vpon Sosanim (a psalme) of Dauid. Saue me O Lorde: for waters haue entred in vnto my soule.
1I lyft vp my soule vnto thee O God,
1A song, the psalme of the sonnes of Corach, to the chiefe musition vpon Mahalath Leannoth, a wise instruction of Heman the Ezrahite. O God the Lorde of my saluation, I crye day and night before thee:
16As for me I wyll crye vnto the Lord: and God wyll saue me.
1To the chiefe musition vpon Iudethun, a psalme of Dauid. My soule truly only stayeth vpon the Lorde: for of him commeth my saluation.
11Withdrawe not thou thy mercie from me O God: let thy louyng kyndnesse and thy trueth alway preserue me.
8Cause 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.
2I wyll say vnto God, thou art my hope and my fortresse: my Lorde, in whom I wyll trust.
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.
3Bryng foorth the speare, and stop the way against them that persecute me: say vnto my soule, I am thy saluation.
3God 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.
6Geue eare O God vnto my prayer: and be attentiue vnto the voyce of my humble petitions.
7I call vpon thee in the day of my trouble: for thou hearest me.
10Heare me O God, and haue mercy vppon me: O God be thou my helper.
6I call vpon thee O God, for thou wilt heare me: incline thine eare to me, hearken vnto my wordes.
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.
86All thy commaundementes are the trueth it selfe: they wrongfully persecute me, O be thou my ayde.
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.
1To 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.
21But thou O God my Lorde, do vnto me according vnto thy name: for sweete is thy mercy.
22Haste thee to helpe me: O Lorde my saluation.