Psalms 130:5
I loke for the LORDE, my soule doth wayte for him, and in his worde is my trust.
I loke for the LORDE, my soule doth wayte for him, and in his worde is my trust.
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6My soule doth paciently abyde the LORDE, fro the one mornynge to the other.
7Let Israel trust in the LORDE, for with the LORDE there is mercy and plenteous redempcion.
7Sela. Yee euery man walketh as it were a shadowe, and disquieteth him self in vayne: he heapeth vp riches, and can not tell to whom he gathereth them.
5Sela. Neuertheles, my soule abydeth only vpon God, for he is my God.
1My soule wayteth only vpon God, for of him commeth my helpe.
81My soule longeth for thy sauynge health, for my trust is in thy worde.
82Myne eyes loge sore for thy worde, sayege: Oh when wilt thou coforte me?
24The LORDE is my porcion (saieth my soule) therfore wil I hope in him.
25O how good is the LORDE vnto the, that put their trust in him, and to the soule that seketh after him?
26O how good is it with stilnesse to wate and tarie, for the health of the LORDE?
15For in the (O LORDE) is my trust, thou shalt heare me, O LORDE my God.
20Let oure soule paciently abyde the LORDE, for he is oure helpe and shilde.
21So shal oure herte reioyse in him, because we haue hoped in his holy name.
22Let thy mercifull kyndnesse (o LORDE) be vpon vs, like as we put oure trust in the.
1I wayted paciently for the LORDE, which enclyned himself vnto me, and herde my callinge.
147Early in ye mornynge do I crie vnto the, for in thy worde is my trust.
14O tary thou ye LORDES leysure, be stronge, let thine hert be of good comforte, and wayte thou still for the LORDE.
17Thus I waite vpon the LORDE, that hath turned his face from the house of Iacob, and I loke vnto him.
21Let innocency and rightuous dealinge wayte vpon me, for my hope is in the.
166LORDE, I loke for yi sauynge health, & do after thy comaundemetes.
2I do not exercise myself in greate matters, which are to hye for me.
3But I refrayne my soule and kepe it lowe, like as a childe yt is weened from his mother, yee my soule is euen as a weened childe. Let Israel trust in the LORDE, fro this tyme forth for euermore.
9My stregth do I ascrybe vnto the, for thou (o God) art my defender.
1Unto the (o LORDE) I lift vp my soule.
5I haue leaned vpo ye euer sens I was borne, thou art he that toke me out of my mothers wombe, therfore is my prayse allwaye of the.
114Thou art my defence & shylde, my trust is in thy worde.
18Yet stondeth the LORDE waitinge, that he maye haue mercy vpon you, and lifteth him self vp, that he maye receaue you to grace. For the LORDE God is rightuous. Happie are all thei that wate for him.
14Let me go in (o LORDE God) & I wil make mencion of thy power and rightuousnesse only.
21Whyle I cosidre these thinges in my hert, I get a hope agayne.
5But my trust is in thy mercy, and my hert is ioyfull in thy sauynge health.
8Therfore (LORDE) we haue a respecte vnto the waye of thy iudgmentes, thy name and thy remebraunce reioyse the soule.
1Ovt of the depe call I vnto the (o LORDE) LORDE heare my voyce.
5Lede me in yi trueth and lerne me, for thou art the God off my health, and in the is my hope all the daye longe.
8Oure bones lye scatered before ye pytt, like as when one graueth and dyggeth vp the grounde.
7Neuerthelesse I wil loke vp vnto ye LORDE, I wil paciently abyde God my sauioure: my God shal heare me.
3I am weery of crienge, my throte is drye, my sight fayleth me, for waytinge so longe vpon my God.
20My soule breaketh out, for the very feruent desyre that I haue allwaye vnto thy iudgmentes.
18I thought in my self: I am vndone, there is no hope for me in the LORDE.
5O put thy trust in God, for I wil yet geue him thankes, for the helpe of his countenauce.
49O thynke vpon thy seruaunt as concernynge yi worde, wherin thou hast caused me to put my trust.
25But yf we hope for that which we se not, the do we thorow pacience abyde for it.
74They that feare the, wil be glad when they se me, because I put my trust in thy worde.
8Oh let me heare thy louynge kyndnesse by tymes in the mornynge, for in the is my trust: shewe thou me the waye that I shulde walke in, for I lift vp my soule vnto the.
14I am clene forgotten and out of mynde, as a deed man: I am become like a broken vessell.
43O take not ye worde of treuth vtterly out of my mouth, for my hope is in thy iudgmentes.
131I ope my mouth & drawe in my breth, for I desyre thy commaundemetes.
2Beholde, euen as the eyes of seruautes loke vnto the handes of their masters: and as the eyes of a mayden vnto the handes of hir mastresse, euen so oure eyes wayte vpon the LORDE or God, vntill he haue mercy vpo vs.
5Why art thou so heuy (o my soule) & why art thou so disquieted within me? O put thy trust in God, for I wil yet geue him thakes for ye helpe of his countenauce, and because he is my God.
2My soule hath a desyre & loginge for ye courte of ye LORDE, my hert & my flesh reioyse in ye lyuynge God.
1Preserue me (o God) for in the do I trust.