Psalms 9:12
For he maketh inquisition of blood: he remembreth it, and forgetteth not the complaynt of the poore.
For he maketh inquisition of blood: he remembreth it, and forgetteth not the complaynt of the poore.
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10He croucheth and humbleth him selfe: so that a number of the that be weake, fall by his myght.
11He sayeth in his heart, tushe, the Lord hath forgotten: he hydeth away his face, and he wyll neuer see it.
12Aryse vp O Lorde God: lift vp thine hande, forget not the afflicted.
15Let them be alway before God: that he may roote out the memorial of them from the earth.
16Because that he remembred not to do good: but he persecuted the afflicted and poore man, and hym whose heart was broken with sorow, that he might take his life from hym.
11Sing psalmes vnto God abiding at Sion: declare his notable actes among the people.
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.
24For he hath not dispised nor abhorred the affliction of the poore: he hath not hyd his face from hym, but he hearde hym when he cryed vnto hym.
28Insomuch that they haue caused the voyce of the poore to come vnto him, and now he heareth the complaint of such as are in trouble.
1A song of high degrees. O God be mindfull of Dauid: with all his affliction.
17The wicked shalbe turned vnto hell: and all people that forget God.
18But the poore shall not alway be forgotten: neither shall the hope of the humble afflicted, perishe for euer.
9Hath God forgotten to be gratious? and will he shut vp his louing kindnesse in displeasure? Selah.
44Neuerthelesse, he did beholde them in their aduersitie: in geuing eare to their complaint.
45And he remembred his couenaunt: and repented, according to the multitude of his mercies.
9They which are oppressed crye out vpon the multitude, yea they crye out for the power of the mightie:
17He wyll regarde the prayer of the humble destitute of all helpe: and he wyll not dispise their prayer.
24wherfore hydest thou thy face, and forgettest our miserie and tribulation?
12For he wyll delyuer the poore when he cryeth: and the afflicted and hym that hath no helper.
22Let the noyse be hearde out of their houses when thou bryngest the murtherer sodaynly vpon them: for they haue digged a pit to take me, and layde snares for my feete.
23Yet Lorde thou knowest all their counsayle, that they haue deuised to slay me, forgeue not their wickednesse, and let not their sinnes be put out of thy sight, but let them be iudged before thee as giltie: this do thou vnto them in the tyme of thine indignation.
1To the chiefe musition, a Psalme of Dauid. Howe long wylt thou forget me O God, for euer? howe long wilt thou hyde thy face from me?
20Yea thou shalt remember them, for my soule melteth away in me.
17The righteous crye, and God heareth them: and deliuereth them out of all their troubles.
8O remember not against vs sinnes that be past, with all speede let thy tender mercy preuent vs: for we are brought very lowe.
9I wyll say vnto the Lorde of my strength: why hast thou forgotten me, why go I thus heauyly through the oppression of myne enemie?
9Will God heare his crye, when trouble commeth vpon him?
33For God heareth the poore: & dispiseth not his prisoners.
6Lo this same poore man hath cryed: and God hath hearde hym, and saued hym out of all his troubles.
7Oh remember not thou the sinnes and offences of my youth: but accordyng to thy mercie euen of thy goodnesse O God remember me.
12Heare my prayer O God, and geue eares to my crying, holde not thy peace at my teares: for I am a strauger with thee, and a soiourner as all my fathers were.
17O God, thou hast hearde the desire of the afflicted: and thou wylt settle their heart.
10Wherefore do the Heathen say, where is nowe their God? let the vengeaunce of thy seruauntes blood that is shed, be openly knowen amongst the Heathen in our sight.
11Let the sorowfull sighing of the prisoners come before thee, accordyng vnto the greatnes of thy power: preserue thou those that are appoynted to dye.
13Who so stoppeth his eares at the crying of the poore, he shall crye hym selfe and not be hearde.
1To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid. Blessed is he that considereth ye poore: God wyll delyuer hym in the tyme of trouble.
12I am sure that God wyll dispatche the cause of the afflicted: and he wyll geue iudgement for the needy.
9When God ariseth to iudgement: and to helpe all the afflicted vpon the earth. Selah.
9God also wyll be a refuge for the oppressed: euen a refuge in tyme of trouble.
6For though God be on high: yet he will haue respect vnto the lowly, and he wyll knowe the proude a farre of.
7When my soule fainted within me, I remembred the Lorde, and my prayer came in vnto thee into thy holy temple.
4Remember me O God according to the fauour that thou bearest vnto thy people: O visite me with thy saluation.
12Men out of the citie crye vnto the Lord with sighing, the soules of the slayne also crye out, yet God regardeth not their complaynt.
13Sing vnto the Lord and prayse hym, for he hath deliuered the soule of the oppressed from the hande of the violent.
19The Lorde who sitteth a ruler from the beginning, wyll heare me and afflict them, Selah: forsomuche as there is no chaunge in them, and for that they do not feare God.
18O earth couer not thou my blood, and let my crying finde no roome.
153Resh Beholde myne affliction & deliuer me: for I haue not forgotten thy lawe.
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.
4Then shall they crye vnto the Lorde, but he wyll not heare them: he wyll euen hide his face from them at that time, because they haue done wickedly in their workes.
49Lorde where are become thy former olde louyng kyndnesses: which thou dydst sweare vnto Dauid by thy fayth that thou wouldest perfourme.