Psalms 139:14
My bones are not hyd from the, though I be made secretly, and fashioned beneth in the earth.
My bones are not hyd from the, though I be made secretly, and fashioned beneth in the earth.
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15Thine eyes se myne vnparfitnesse, they stonde all writte i thy boke:
16my dayes were fashioned, when as yet there was not one of them
17How deare are yi coucels vnto me o God? O how greate is the summe of them?
13I wil geue thakes vnto the, for I am woderously made: maruelous are thy workes, and that my soule knoweth right well.
6I am become a wonder vnto the multitude, but my sure trust is in the.
7Oh let my mouth be fylled with thy prayse & honoure all the daye loge.
1O Lorde, thou searchest me out, and knowest me. Thou knowest my downe syttinge & my vprisynge, thou vnderstodest my thoughtes a farre of.
2Thou art aboute my path & aboute my bedd, & spyest out all my wayes.
3For lo, there is not a worde i my toge, but thou (o LORDE) knowest it alltogether.
4Thou hast fashioned me behinde & before, & layed thine hode vpon me.
5Soch knowlege is to wonderfull & excellet for me, I can not atteyne vnto it.
6Whither shal I go then from thy sprete? Or, whither shal I fle from thy presence?
7Yf I clymme vp in to heauen, thou art there: yf I go downe to hell, thou art there also.
8Yf I take the wynges of the mornynge, & remayne in the vttemost parte of the see:
9Euen there also shal thy honde lede me, and thy right hande shal holde me.
4For thou LORDE hast made me glad thorow thy workes, and I wil reioyse ouer the operacion of thy hondes.
5O LORDE, how glorious are thy workes, thy thoughtes are very depe.
1I wil geue thakes vnto the (o LORDE) with my whole herte, I wil speake of all thy maruelous workes.
73Thy hades haue made me and fashioned me, O geue me vnderstondinge, that I maye lerne thy commaundementes.
8Thy hondes haue made me, & fashioned me alltogether rounde aboute, wilt thou then destroye me sodely?
4One generacion shal prayse thy workes vnto another, and declare thy power.
5As for me I wil be talkige of thy worshipe, thy glory, thy prayse and woderous workes.
6So that men shal speake of the might of thy maruelous actes, and tell of yi greatnes.
9But thou art he that toke me out of my mothers wobe: thou wast my hope, when I hanged yet vpon my mothers brestes.
10I haue bene left vnto the euer sence I was borne, thou art my God, eue fro my mothers wombe.
1Prayse the LORDE (o my soule:) whyle I lyue wil I prayse the LORDE, yee as loge as I haue eny beynge, I wil synge prayses vnto my God.
2O put not yor trust in prynces, ner in the childe of man, for there is no helpe in the.
10All thy workes prayse the (o LORDE) and thy sayntes geue thankes vnto the.
3For I considre thy heauens, euen the worke off thy fyngers: the Moone and the starres which thou hast made.
24O LORDE, how manifolde are thy workes, right wysely hast thou made the all: yee the earth is full of thy riches.
15He that fashioned me in my mothers wombe, made he not him also? were we not both shappen alyke in oure mothers bodies?
11Thou hast couered me with skynne and flesh, and ioyned me together with bones & synowes.
7I hate them that holde of vanities, and my trust is in the LORDE.
4I wil comforte my self in Gods worde, yee I wil hope in God, and not feare: What can flesh then do vnto me?
27Make me to vnderstonde the waye of thy commaundemetes, & so shal I talke of thy wonderous workes.
1I wil geue thakes vnto the (o LORDE) with my whole hert, euen before the goddes wil I synge prayses vnto the.
2I wil worshippe towarde thy holy teple, and prayse thy name because of thy louynge kyndnesse and treuth, for thou hast magnified thy worde, acordynge vnto thy greate name.
17Thy rightuousnes (o God) is very hie, thou that doest greate thinges: o God, who is like vnto the?
7That I maye shewe the voyce of thy prayse, and tell of all thy wonderous workes.
5O LORDE my God, greate are yi wonderous workes which thou hast done: & in thy thoughtes towarde vs there maye none be lickened vnto the.
5Beholde, I was borne in wickednesse, and in synne hath my mother conceaued me.
6But lo, thou hast a pleasure in the treuth, and hast shewed me secrete wy?dome.
1Prayse the LORDE o my soule: O LORDE my God, thou art become exceadinge glorious, thou art clothed with maiesty and honoure.
28Thou art my God, & I wil thanke the: thou art my God, and I wil prayse the.
23Trye me (o God) and seke the grounde of myne hert: proue me, & examen my thoughtes.
12I wil speake of all thy workes, and my talkynge shalbe of thy doinges.
1O Lorde, thou art my God, I wil prayse the, and magnifie yi name: For thou bringest marvelous thinges to passe, acordinge to thine olde councels, truly and stedfastly.
22& so wolde my soule, whom thou hast delyuered.
7I wil thanke the with an vnfayned herte, because I am lerned in the iudgmentes of thy rightuousnesse.
12I thanke the o LORDE my God, & wil prayse thy name for euer.