Psalms 132:1
Lorde, remembre Dauid and all his trouble.
Lorde, remembre Dauid and all his trouble.
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2How he swore vnto ye LORDE, & vowed a vowe vnto ye mightie one of Iacob:
49What man is he that lyueth, and shal not se death? Maye a ma delyuer his owne soule from the honde of hell?
50Sela. LORDE, where are thy olde louynge kyndnesses, which thou sworest vnto Dauid in thy trueth?
42LORDE God, turne not awaye the face of thine anoynted: thinke vpon the mercies of thy seruaunt Dauid.
1And Dauid spake the wordes of this songe before the LORDE, what tyme as the LORDE had delyuered him fro the hande of all his enemies, and from the hande of Saul,
2and he sayde. The LORDE is my stony rock, & my castell, and my delyuerer.
1Call to remebraunce (O LORDE) what we haue suffred, cosidre and se oure cofucion.
4Remembre vs (o LORDE) acordinge to the fauoure that thou bearest vnto thy people: o vyset vs wt thy sauinge health.
153O considre my aduersite, & delyuer me, for I do not forget thy lawe.
11O prayse the LORDE, which dwelleth in Sion shewe ye people of his doinges.
12And why? he maketh inquysicion for their bloude, and remembreth them: he forgetteth not the complaynte of the poore.
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.
6Call to remembraunce, O LORDE, thy tender mercyes & thy louinge kyndnesses, which haue bene euer of olde.
7Oh remebre not ye synnes & offences of my youth, but acordinge vnto thy mercy thynke vpon me (O LORDE) for thy goodnesse.
1Many a tyme haue they fought agaynst me fro my youth vp (maye Israel now saie).
1Ovt of the depe call I vnto the (o LORDE) LORDE heare my voyce.
2Oh let thine eares considre well the voyce of my complaynte.
17And Dauid mourned this lamentacion ouer Saul and Ionathas his sonne,
10Sela. At the last I came to this poynte, that I thought: O why art thou so foolish? the right honde of the most hyest can chaunge all.
11Therfore wil I remembre the workes of the LORDE, and call to mynde thy wonders of olde tyme.
1Why are they so many (o LORDE) yt trouble me? a greate multitude are they, that ryse agaynst me.
8O remebre not oure olde synnes, but haue mercy vpon vs (& that soone) for we are come to greate mysery.
1When I am in trouble, I call vpon ye LORDE, & he answereth me.
1How longe wilt thou forget me, o LORDE? for euer? how longe wilt thou hyde thy face fro me?
51Which doth greate health for his kynge, & sheweth mercy vnto Dauid his anoynted, and to his sede for euermore.
23Which remebreth vs, whe we are in trouble, for his mercy endureth for euer.
19and sayde vnto the kynge: O my lorde, laye not the trespace vnto my charge, & thynke not vpon it that thy seruaunt vexed the, in the daye whan my lorde the kynge wente out of Ierusalem: and let not ye kynge take it to hert,
50For this cause I wil geue thankes vnto ye (o LORDE) amonge the Gentiles, and synge prayses vnto thy name. Greate prosperite geueth he vnto his kynge, and sheweth louinge kyndnesse vnto Dauid his anoynted, yee & vnto his sede for euermore.
16kynge Dauid came and sat him downe before the LORDE, and sayde: O LORDE God, who am I? and what is my house, yt thou hast broughte me thus farre?
3When I was in heuynesse, I thought vpo God: whe my hert was vexed, then dyd I speake.
8And he shal redeme Israel from all his synnes.
15O LORDE (sayde I then) thou knowest all thinges, therfore remembre me, ad viset me, delyuer me fro my persecuters: Receaue not my cause in yi loge wrath, yet thou knowest, that for thy sake I suffre rebuke.
10Thou that geuest victory vnto kynges, and hast delyuered Dauid thy seruaunt from the parell of the swerde.
12peraduenture the LORDE shall consydre my aduersyte, and recompence me good for his cursynge this daye.
18Loke vpon my aduersite and misery, and forgeue me all my synnes.
4Why art thou so full of heuynes (o my soule) & why art thou so vnquiete within me?
7When my soule faynted within me, I thought vpon the LORDE: and my prayer came in vnto the, euen in to thy holy temple.
20Yee thou shalt remebre them, for my soule melteth awaye in me.
9Whyle my bones are broken, & whyle myne enemies cast me in the tethe,
55I thynke vpon thy name (o LORDE) in the night season, and kepe thy lawe.
12Aryse o LORDE God, lift vp thine honde, and forget not the poore.
44Neuerthelesse whe he sawe their aduersite, he herde their complaynte.
3Remembre all thy offerynges, and accepte thy brent sacrifice.
1Heare my prayer (o LORDE) and let my criege come vnto the.
9Saue (LORDE) & helpe vs (o kynge) when we call vpon the.
7I hate them that holde of vanities, and my trust is in the LORDE.
17Thou art my helper & redemer, make no longe tariege, o my God.
1Lorde, I call vpon the: haist the vnto me, and consider my voyce, whe I crie vnto the.
5For there is the seate of iudgement, eue the seate of the house of Dauid.
18kynge Dauid came and sat him downe before the LORDE, and sayde: O LORDE God, who am I? and what is my house, yt thou hast broughte me thus farre?