Psalms 130:1
Ovt of the depe call I vnto the (o LORDE) LORDE heare my voyce.
Ovt of the depe call I vnto the (o LORDE) LORDE heare my voyce.
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2Oh let thine eares considre well the voyce of my complaynte.
1When I am in trouble, I call vpon ye LORDE, & he answereth me.
1Lorde, I call vpon the: haist the vnto me, and consider my voyce, whe I crie vnto the.
1I crie vnto the LORDE with my voyce, yee eue vnto the LORDE do I make my supplicacion. I poure out my complaynte before him, and shewe him of my trouble.
8The cried I vnto ye (O LORDE) yee vnto ye LORDE made I my prayer.
1Heare my prayer (o LORDE) and let my criege come vnto the.
55I called vpon thy name (O LORDE) out of the depe pitte.
56Thou hast herde my voyce, & hast not turned awaye thine eares fro my sighinge and crienge.
1Heare my crienge (o God) geue hede vnto my prayer.
2From the endes of ye earth wil I call vnto the, whe my herte is in trouble:
1I wayted paciently for the LORDE, which enclyned himself vnto me, and herde my callinge.
1O Lorde God my Sauyor, I crie daye & night before the: Oh let my prayer entre in to thy presence, encline thine eare vnto my callynge.
2For my soule is full of trouble, & my life draweth nye vnto hell.
1Unto the wil I crie, o my stronge defence: thinke no scorne of me, lest (yf thou make the as though thou herdest not) I become like them, that go downe into ye pytte.
6So he herde my voyce out off his holy teple, & my coplaynte came before hi, yee eue into his eares.
2O LORDE my God, I cried vnto the, and thou hast healed me.
3Thou LORDE hast brought my soule out of hell: thou hast kepte my life, where as they go downe to the pytte.
1I am wel pleased, yt the LORDE hath herde ye voyce of my prayer.
6Sela. But my sayenge is vnto the LORDE: thou art my God, heare the voyce of my prayer o LORDE.
2and sayed: In my trouble I called vnto ye LORDE, and he herde me: out off the bely off hell I cried, and thou herdest my voyce.
3Thou haddest cast me downe depe in ye middest off the see, and the floude compased me aboute: yee all thy wawes and rowles of water went ouer me,
4I thought that I had bene cast awaye out of thy sight: but I wil yet agayne loke towarde thy holy temple.
3The snares of death copased me rounde aboute, the paynes of hell gat holde vpon me,
4I founde trouble and heuynesse. Then called I vpon ye name of the LORDE: o LORDE, delyuer my soule.
5Cosidre my complaynte, for I am brought very lowe.
6Oh delyuer me fro my persecuters, for they are to stronge for me:
4I call vpon the LORDE with my voyce, and he heareth me out of his holy hill.
7Wha I was in trouble, I called vpo the LORDE, yee euen my God called I vpon, & so he herde my voyce fro his holy temple, & my coplaynte (came) into his eares.
7The LORDE hath promised his louynge kyndnesse daylie, therfore wil I prayse him in the night season, and make my prayer vnto ye God of my life.
1I cried vnto God with my voyce, yee euen vnto God cried I with my voyce, & he herde me.
2O marke the voyce of my peticion, my kynge & my God: for vnto the wil I make my prayer.
13Haue mercy vpo me (o LORDE) considre the trouble that I am in amoge myne enemies, thou that liftest me vp from ye gates of death.
7Therfore wil I offre in his dwellinge, the oblacion of thakesgeuynge: I wil both synge & speake prayses vnto the LORDE.
1Helpe me (o God) for the waters are come in eue vnto my soule.
2I sticke fast in the depe myre, where no grounde is: I am come into depe waters, and the floudes wil drowne me.
1O Lorde, thou searchest me out, and knowest me. Thou knowest my downe syttinge & my vprisynge, thou vnderstodest my thoughtes a farre of.
22Thou hydest them priuely by thine owne presence from the proude men, thou kepest them secretly in thy tabernacle, from the strife of tonges.
1My God, my God: why hast thou forsaken me? ye wordes of my coplaynte are farre fro my health.
1Unto the (o LORDE) I lift vp my soule.
10Maye the dust geue thankes vnto ye? Or shal it declare thy faithfulnesse?
1Heare ye right (O LORDE) cosidre my coplaynte: herken vnto my prayer, that goeth not out of a fayned mouth.
6For vnto the I crie, heare me o God: enclyne thine eares to me, and herke vnto my wordes.
13Vnto the I crie (o LORDE) and early cometh my prayer before the.
6Thy indignacion lieth hard vpon me, and thou vexest me with all thy floudes.
7Sela. Heare me (o LORDE) and that soone, for my sprete waxeth faynte: hyde not yi face fro me, lest I be like vnto the that go downe in to the graue.
14Heare me (o God) with thy greate mercy & sure helpe.
16Turne the vnto me and haue mercy vpon me, for I am desolate and in misery.
17The sorowes of my herte are greate, O brynge me out of my troubles.
17He sent downe from aboue, and receaued me, and drue me out of many waters.
146Yee euen vpo the do I call, helpe me, and I shal kepe yi testimonies.