Psalms 92:4
For thou God hast made me glad thorowe thy workes: I do reioyce in the workes of thy handes.
For thou God hast made me glad thorowe thy workes: I do reioyce in the workes of thy handes.
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5 O God howe glorious are thy workes? thy thoughtes are very depe.
3 Upon an instrument of ten strynges, and vpon the Lute: vpon the Harpe with a solemne sounde.
6 For thou hast placed him to be blessinges for euer: and hast made him glad with the ioy of thy countenaunce.
31 The glorious maiestie of God shal endure for euer: God wyll reioyce in his workes.
14 I wyll confesse it vnto thee, for that thy doynges are to be dreaded, I am made after a marueylous sort: thy workes be marueylous, and that my soule knoweth ryght well.
2 Great are the workes of God: sought out of all them that haue pleasure therin.
10 All thy workes shall confesse it vnto thee O God: and thy saintes shall blesse thee.
1 Thou art my Lorde my God, I wyll magnifie thee, I will geue thankes vnto thy name, for thou hast brought wonderfull thinges to passe, according to thine olde counsels truely & faythfully.
7 Thou hast put gladnesse in my heart: since the time that their corne and wine increased.
8 God wyll finishe that he hath begun by me: O God thy louing kindnesse endureth for euer, thou wylt not forsake the workes of thyne owne handes.
12 Lorde vnto vs thou shalt prouide peace: for thou also hast wrought all our workes in vs.
16 Let thy worke appeare in thy seruauntes: and thy glory in their children.
17 And let the glorious maiestie of the Lorde our God be vpon vs: and prosper thou the worke of our handes vpon vs, O prosper thou our handy worke.
5 I call to remembraunce the tyme long past: I muse vpon euery act of thine, I exercise my study on the worke of thy handes.
73 Iod Thy handes haue made me and fashioned me: geue me vnderstanding, and I will learne thy comaundementes.
22 Therfore I wyll confesse vnto thee thy trueth O Lorde, playing vpon an instrument of musicke: vnto thee I wyl syng psalmes vpon the harpe O thou most holy God of Israel.
23 My lyppes wyll be ioyfull when I syng vnto thee: and so wyll my soule which thou hast redeemed.
11 And foorthwith thou hast turned my mourning into dauncing: thou hast put of my sackcloth, and gyrded me with gladnes.
12 Therfore my glory shal sing psalmes vnto thee and not ceasse: O God my Lorde I wyll prayse thee for euer.
1 To the chiefe musition at the death of Labben, a psalme of Dauid. I wyl prayse God with all myne heart: I wyl recite all thy marueylous workes.
2 I wyll be glad & reioyce in thee: I wyll sing psalmes vnto thy name, O thou most hyest.
1 A psalme whiche is a song of the dedication of the house of Dauid. I wyll exalt thee O God, for thou hast exalted me: and hast not made my foes to triumph ouer me.
28 Thou hast shewed me the wayes of lyfe, thou shalt make me full of ioy with thy countenaunce.
27 And let the know how that this is thy hande: & that thou O God hast done it.
3 God hath brought great thinges to passe for vs: we be made merie.
24 This is the day whiche God hath made: we wyll reioyce and be glad in it.
24 O God howe manyfolde are thy workes? thou hast made them al in wisdome, the earth is ful of thy ryches.
28 Thou art my Lorde, and I wyll confesse it vnto thee: thou art my Lorde and I wyll magnifie thee.
7 That in a publique confession I myght heare: and set foorth all thy wonderous workes.
1 To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid. The kyng ought to reioyce in thy strength O God: and he ought to be exceedyng glad of thy saluation.
35 Thou hast geuen me the shielde of thy saluation: thy ryght hande also hath helde me vp, and through thy great gentlenesse I haue increased.
25 Thou hast before tyme layde the foundation of the earth: and the heauens are the worke of thy handes.
13 Thou hast a mightie arme: thy hand is strong, and thy right hand is exalted.
7 I wyll be glad and reioyce in thy louing kindnes: for that thou hast considered my trouble, and hast knowen my soule in aduersities.
6 Blessed be God: for he hath hearde the voyce of mine humble petitions.
7 God 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.
4 And I wyll go vnto the aulter of the Lorde, euen vnto the Lorde of my ioy & gladnesse: and vpon the harpe I will acknowledge thee O Lorde my Lord.
4 Shewe your selues ioyfull vnto God all ye in the earth: make a ioly noyse, reioyce you chearfully, & syng psalmes.
5 Syng psalmes vnto God playing vpon an harpe: vpon an harpe, and with the sounde of a psalterie.
8 Thy handes haue made me, & fashioned me altogether rounde about, wilt thou then destroy me?
34 My meditations of hym shalbe very pleasaunt: for all my ioy shalbe in God.
12 I also gaue my selfe to muse of all thy workes: and I talked of all thy actes.
1 A Psalme, the song for the sabbath day. It is a good thyng to confesse vnto God: and to syng psalmes vnto thy name O thou most hyghest.
10 And thou Lorde, in the begynnyng hast layde the foundation of the earth: And the heauens are the workes of thy handes:
2 For thou shalt eate the labours of thine handes: thou shalt be happy, and all shall go well with thee.
4 The merciful and gratious God: hath so left a remembraunce of his meruaylous workes.
16 The ryght hande of God is on hygh: the right hande of God bryngeth mightie thynges to passe.
12 Truely God is my kyng of olde: who worketh saluation in the myddest of the earth.
17 Thou O God hast taught me from my youth: and hytherto I can well declare thy wonderous workes.
3 For I will consider thy heauens, euen the workes of thy fingers: the moone and the starres whiche thou hast ordayned.