Acts 2:27
For thou shalt not leaue my soule in hell, nether shalt thou suffer yi Holy to se corrupcion.
For thou shalt not leaue my soule in hell, nether shalt thou suffer yi Holy to se corrupcion.
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9 Afore honde sawe I God allwayes before me, for he is on my right honde, that I shulde not be moued.
10 Therfore dyd my hert reioyce, & my tunge was glad, my flesh also shall rest in hope.
11 For why? thou shalt not leaue my soule in hell, nether shalt thou suffre thy saynte to se corrupcion. Thou hast shewed me the wayes off life: thou shalt make me full of ioye wt thy countenaunce. At thy right hande there is pleasure and ioye for euermore.
34 But that he hath raysed him vp fro the deed, now nomore to returne to corrupcion, he sayde on this wyse: The grace promysed to Dauid, wyl I faithfully kepe vnto you.
35 Therfore sayeth he also in another place: Thou shalt not suffre thy Holy to se corrupcion.
36 For Dauid, whan he in his tyme had serued the wyll of God, he fell a slepe, and was layed by his fathers, & sawe corrupcion.
37 But he who God raysed vp agayne, sawe no corrupcion.
31 he sawe it before, and spake of the resurreccion of Christ: for his soule was not left in hell, nether hath his flesh sene corrupcion.
24 who God hath raysed vp, and lowsed the sorowes of death, for so moch as it was vnpossyble that he shulde be holden of it.
25 For Dauid speaketh of him: Afore honde haue I set the LORDE allwayes before me, for he is on my right hode, that I shulde not be moued.
26 Therfore dyd my hert reioyse, and my tunge was glad: For my flesh also shal rest in hope.
28 Thou hast shewed me the wayes of life, thou shalt make me full of ioye with thy countenaunce.
3 Thou LORDE hast brought my soule out of hell: thou hast kepte my life, where as they go downe to the pytte.
15 But God shal deliuer my soule from the power of hell, when he receaueth me.
13 For greate is thy mercy towarde me, thou hast delyuered my soule from ye nethermost hell.
8 And why? thou hast delyuered my soule from death, myne eyes from teares, and my fete from fallinge.
13 For thou hast delyuered my soule fro death, & my fete fro fallinge, yt I maye walke before God in ye light of ye lyuynge.
17 Neuertheles my couersacion hath so pleased ye, that thou woldest not make an ende of my life, so that thou hast cast all my synnes behynde thy backe.
18 For hell prayseth not the, death doth not magnifie the. They that go downe into the graue, prayse not thy treuth:
17 I wil not dye, but lyue, and declare the workes of the LORDE.
18 The LORDE hath chastened & correcte me, but he hath not geuen me ouer vnto death.
1 My God, my God: why hast thou forsaken me? ye wordes of my coplaynte are farre fro my health.
9 My hert speaketh vnto the, my face seketh the, yee LORDE, thy face wil I seke. O hyde not thou thy face fro me, cast not thy seruaunt of in displeasure.
9 Yee though he lyue loge, & se not ye graue.
20 Therfore wil I prayse the & thy faithfulnesse (o God) playege vpon the lute, vnto the wil I synge vpon the harpe. o thou holy one of Israel.
6 I wente downe to the botome of the hilles, & was barred in with earth for euer. But thou (o LORDE my God) hast brought vp my lyfe agayne out of corrupcion.
8 Yf I take the wynges of the mornynge, & remayne in the vttemost parte of the see:
11 Maye thy louynge kyndnes be shewed in the graue, or thy faithfulnesse in destruccion?
3 For the enemie persecuteth my soule, he smyteth my life downe to the grounde, he layeth me in the darcknesse, as the deed men of the worlde.
34 For Dauid is not ascended in to heauen, but he sayde: The LORDE sayde vnto my LORDE: Syt thou on my righte hande,
33 The vngodly seyth the rightuous, & goeth aboute to slaye him.
11 Cast me not awaie from thy presence, and take not thy holy sprete fro me.
5 For in death no man remebreth the: Oh who wil geue the thankes in the hell?
9 O destroye not my soule with the synners, ner my life with the bloudthurstie.
8 Oure bones lye scatered before ye pytt, like as when one graueth and dyggeth vp the grounde.
14 LORDE, why puttest thou awaye my soule? Wherfore hydest thou thy face fro me?
2 I haue sayde vnto ye LORDE: thou art my God, my goodes are nothinge vnto the.
5 Thou hast layed me in the lowest pytte, in ye darcknesse and in the depe.
6 Thy indignacion lieth hard vpon me, and thou vexest me with all thy floudes.
48 O remembre how shorte my tyme is, hast thou made all men for naught?
8 He trusted in God, let him delyuer him: let him helpe hi, yf he wil haue him.
8 For thou hast bene my helper, & vnder the shadowe of yi wynges wil I reioyse.
9 My soule hangeth vpon the, thy right honde vpholdeth me.
5 Drawe me out of the nett yt they haue layed priuely for me, for thou art my stregth.
3 He will not suffre thy fote to be moued, and he yt kepeth the, slepeth not.
4 I thought that I had bene cast awaye out of thy sight: but I wil yet agayne loke towarde thy holy temple.
13 O that thou woldest kepe me, and hyde me in the hell, vntill thy wrath were stilled: & to appoynte me a tyme, wherin thou mightest remembre me.
14 had not I defended him from the graue, and delyuered him from death. O death, I wil be thy death: o hell, I wil be thy stynge.
9 What profit is there in my bloude, yf I go downe to corrupcion?
7 I hate them that holde of vanities, and my trust is in the LORDE.