Psalms 91:9
For thou O God art my hope: thou hast set thine habitation very hygh.
For thou O God art my hope: thou hast set thine habitation very hygh.
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1 Whosoeuer sitteth vnder the couer of the most highest: he shal abide vnder the shadowe of the almightie.
2 I wyll say vnto God, thou art my hope and my fortresse: my Lorde, in whom I wyll trust.
3 For he wyll delyuer thee from the snare of the hunter: and from the noysome pestilence.
4 He wyll couer thee vnder his wynges, & thou shalt be safe vnder his fethers: his faythfulnesse shalbe thy shielde and buckler.
5 Thou shalt not be afrayde of any terrour of the nyght: nor of any arrowe that sleeth by day,
10 There shall no euyll lyght on thee: neither shall any plague come nye thy dwellyng.
11 For he wyll geue his angels charge ouer thee: to kepe thee in all thy wayes.
12 They wyll beare thee in their handes: that thou hurt not thy foote agaynst a stone.
3 For thou hast ben my hope: and a strong towre for me against the face of the enemie.
4 I wyll dwell in thy tabernacle for euer: my trust shalbe vnder the couering of thy wynges. Selah.
5 For thou O Lorde hast hearde my vowes: and hast geuen an heritage vnto those that feare thy name.
1 A prayer of Moyses the man of God. Lorde thou hast ben our habitation: from one generation to another generation.
3 Be 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.
22 But God is to me a refuge: and my Lorde is the rocke of my confidence.
8 But thou O God: art the most highest for euermore.
14 Because he hath set greatly his loue vpon me, therfore wyll I deliuer hym: I wyll set hym vp out of all daunger, because he hath knowen my name.
7 A thousande shall fall beside thee, and ten thousande at thy ryght hande: but it shall not come nygh thee.
8 Thou only with thine eyes shalt beholde: & see the rewarde of the vngodly.
9 For thou art a God hygher then all that are in the earth: thou art exalted farre aboue all gods.
2 I wyll be glad & reioyce in thee: I wyll sing psalmes vnto thy name, O thou most hyest.
9 God also wyll be a refuge for the oppressed: euen a refuge in tyme of trouble.
10 And they that knowe thy name wyll put their trust in thee: for thou O God hast neuer fayled them that seeke thee.
8 O God, I haue loued the habitation of thine house: and the place where thine honour dwelleth.
1 O God, who shall dwell in thy tabernacle? who shall rest vppon thy holy hyll?
2 God 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.
19 And vntyll I haue exceedyngly exalted O Lorde thy ryghteousnesse: for great thynges are they that thou hast done, O Lorde who is lyke vnto thee?
1 To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid. In God I put my trust: howe say ye then to my soule, that she shoulde flee as a byrde from your hyll.
7 I am become as it were a monster vnto many: but my sure trust is in thee.
5 For in the time of aduersitie he shall hide me in his tabernacle: yea in the secrete place of his pauilion he shall hide me, and set me vp vpon a rocke of stone.
7 Thou art my refuge, thou wylt preserue me from trouble: thou wylt compasse me about with songes of deliueraunce. Selah.
1 The golden psalme of Dauid. Preserue me O Lorde: for I haue reposed my trust in thee.
7 Because thou hast ben my helper: therfore vnder the shadowe of thy wynges do I reioyce.
9 I wyl reserue his strength for thee: for thou O Lorde art my refuge.
3 God 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.
114 Thou art my refuge and my shield: I geue earnest attendaunce vnto thy worde.
5 Who is like vnto God our Lord that dwelleth on hygh aboue all:
14 But my hope hath ben in thee O God: I haue sayd thou art my Lorde.
18 For our shielde is of God: and our king is of the most holy of Israel.
9 Delyuer me O God from myne enemies: I hyde my selfe with thee.
3 God is well knowen in her palaces: as a most sure refuge.
29 For thou art my lyght, O Lorde: and the Lorde shall light my darkenesse.
8 If I ascende vp into heauen, thou art there: if I lay me downe in hell, thou art there also.
3 For thou art my strong rocke and fortresse: euen for thy name sake conduct me, and direct me.
1 To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid. O God thou hast searched me to the quicke: and thou hast knowen me.
2 My holynesse and my fortresse, my refuge, and my only deliuerer: my buckler, in hym I haue put my trust, who subdueth my people vnder me.
20 Thou hydest them priuily in thyne owne presence from the raginges of all men: thou kepest them secretly as in a tabernacle from the strife of tongues.
1 To 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.
5 God hym selfe is thy keper: God is thy defence vpon thy ryght hande.
7 Because the king trusteth in God, and in the mercie of the most highest: he shal not miscarie.