Psalms 90:13
Turne agayne O God (what, for euer wylt thou be angry?) and be gratious vnto thy seruauntes.
Turne agayne O God (what, for euer wylt thou be angry?) and be gratious vnto thy seruauntes.
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11Who regardeth the force of thy wrath? for euen there after as a man feareth thee, so feeleth he thy displeasure.
12Make vs to knowe so our dayes, that we number them: and we wyll frame a heart vnto wisdome.
14Replenishe vs early in the mornyng with thy mercie: and we wyll crye out for ioy, and be glad all the dayes of our lyfe.
15Make vs mery accordyng to the dayes that thou hast afflicted vs: and accordyng to the yeres wherin we haue suffred aduersitie.
16Let thy worke appeare in thy seruauntes: and thy glory in their children.
20Wherefore wylt thou styll forget vs, and forsake vs so long?
21O Lord turne thou vs vnto thee, and so shall we be turned, renue our dayes as in olde tymes:
3Turne vs agayne O Lorde: shewe the light of thy countenaunce, and we shalbe saued.
4O God, Lorde of hoastes: howe long wylt thou be angry at the prayer of thy people?
17O Lorde, wherefore hast thou led vs out of the way? wherefore hast thou hardened our heartes that we feare thee not? Be at one with vs agayne for thy seruauntes sake, and for the generation of thyne heritage.
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?
2Howe long shall I seke counsayle in my soule, and be so vexed in mine heart euery day? howe long shall myne enemie triumph ouer me?
3Thou turnest man most miserable euen vnto dust: thou sayest also, O ye children of men returne you into dust.
3My soule also is greatly troubled: but O God howe long shall I be in this case?
4Turne thee O God, and deliuer my soule: Oh saue me for thy mercies sake.
14For God wyll iudge his people: and he will be pacified beyng displeased with his seruauntes.
40Let vs looke well vpon our wayes, and remember our selues, and turne agayne to the Lorde.
46O God howe long wylt thou hyde thy selfe? for euer? shall thy wrath burne lyke fire?
47Remember what I am, howe short my tyme is of lyfe: wherfore hast thou created in vayne all the sonnes of men?
4Turne vs O God of our saluation: and let thyne anger ceasse from vs.
5Wilt thou be displeased at vs for euer? and wylt thou stretche out thy wrath from one generation to another,
6Wylt thou not turne agayne and reuiue vs: that thy people may reioyce in thee?
7Shew vs thy louing kindnes O God: and graunt vs thy saluation.
49Lorde where are become thy former olde louyng kyndnesses: which thou dydst sweare vnto Dauid by thy fayth that thou wouldest perfourme.
18And so we wyll not go backe from thee: thou shalt reuiue vs, and we wyll call vpon thy name.
19Turne vs agayne O God, Lorde of hoastes: shewe the light of thy countenaunce, and we shalbe saued.
5O God, howe long wylt thou be angry? shall thy ielousie burne lyke fire for euer?
14Turne thee agayne thou God of hoastes I pray thee: loke downe from heauen, beholde and visite this vine
16Heare me O God, for thy louyng kindnesse is comfortable: turne thee vnto me accordyng vnto the multitude of thy mercies.
17And hyde not thy face from thy seruaunt, for I am in trouble: O haste thee and heare me.
3O God howe long shall the vngodly: howe long shall the vngodly triumph?
3Haue mercy vpon vs O God, haue mercy vpon vs: for we haue suffered enough of dispite.
1Call to remembraunce (O Lorde) what we haue suffred, consider and see our confusion.
4Make vs O God that be led into captiuitie: for to returne as riuers into the south.
8O remember not against vs sinnes that be past, with all speede let thy tender mercy preuent vs: for we are brought very lowe.
9Be not to sore displeased O Lord, and kepe not our offences to long in thy remembraunce: but consider that we all are thy people.
9For all our dayes do passe in thine anger: we spende our yeres as in speaking a worde.
6Call to remembraunce O God thy tender mercies & thy louyng kindnesse: for they haue ben for euer.
16Turne thy face vnto me, and haue mercy vpon me: geue thy strength vnto thy seruaunt, and helpe the sonne of thine handmayde.
7Turne vs agayne thou Lorde of hoastes: shewe the light of thy countenaunce, and we shalbe saued.
9For if ye turne againe vnto the Lorde, then shall your brethren and your children finde compassion in the presence of them that toke them captiue, and they shall come againe vnto this lande: For the Lorde your God is gratious and mercifull, and wyll not turne away his face from you, if ye conuert vnto him.
13Oh spare me a litle, that I may recouer my strength: before I go hence, and be no more seene.
76I beseche thee let thy louing kindnesse be a meanes to comfort me: accordyng to thy worde spoken vnto thy seruaunt.
84Howe many are the dayes of thy seruaunt? when wilt thou geue iudgement agaynst them that persecute me?
1A prayer of Moyses the man of God. Lorde thou hast ben our habitation: from one generation to another generation.
1To the chiefe musition vpon Susan Eduth, a golden psalme of Dauid, for to teache: (made) when he fought against Mesopotamia and Syria of Stobah, and when Ioab turned backe and slue twelue thousande Edomites in the salt valley.) O Lorde thou hast cast vs out, thou hast dispearsed vs, thou art displeased: O turne thee vnto vs agayne.
16O Lorde, according to all thy righteousnes, I beseche thee let thyne anger and thy wrath be turned away from thy citie of Hierusalem, thy holy hill: for because of our sinnes, and for the wickednesse of our fathers, Hierusalem and thy people are a reproche to all them that are about vs.
15Loke downe then from heauen, and beholde from the dwelling place of thy sanctuarie and thy glorie: Howe is it that thy gelousie, thy strength, the multitude of thy mercies, and thy louing kindnesse wyll not be intreated of vs?
7From the dayes of your fathers ye are gone away from myne ordinaunces, and haue not kept them: turne you to me, and I wyll turne to you, saith the Lorde of hoastes. And ye saide, Wherein shall we returne?
29Turne I pray you, be indifferent iudges: turne agayne, and ye shall see myne vngiltinesse,