Psalms 139:17

Coverdale Bible (1535)

How deare are yi coucels vnto me o God? O how greate is the summe of them?

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Referenced Verses

  • Ps 40:5 : 5 O LORDE my God, greate are yi wonderous workes which thou hast done: & in thy thoughtes towarde vs there maye none be lickened vnto the.
  • Isa 55:8-9 : 8 For thus saieth the LORDE: My thoughtes are not youre thoughtes, & youre wayes are not my wayes: 9 But as farre as the heauens are hyer then the earth, so farre do my waies exceade yours, & my thoughtes yours
  • Jer 29:11 : 11 For I knowe, what I haue deuysed for you, saieth the LORDE. My thoughtes are to geue you peace, & not trouble (which I geue you all redie) & that ye might haue hope agayne.
  • Eph 3:9-9 : 9 and to make all men se, what is the fellishippe of the mystery, which fro the begynnynge of the worlde hath bene hyd in God, which made all thiges thorow Iesus Christ: 10 to the intent that now vnto the rulers and powers in heaue mighte be knowne by the congregacion the manifolde wyssdome off God,
  • Ps 92:5 : 5 O LORDE, how glorious are thy workes, thy thoughtes are very depe.
  • Prov 8:31 : 31 As for the roude copase of his worlde, I make it ioyfull, for my delyte is to be amoge the children of men.
  • Ps 31:19 : 19 Let me not be confounded (o LORDE) for I call vpon the: let the vngodly rather be put to confucion, and brought vnto the hell.
  • Ps 36:7 : 7 Thou LORDE preseruest both me & beestes. How precious is thy mercy (O God) that the children of men maye put their trust vnder ye shadowe of thy wynges?

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  • 18 Yf I tell them, they are mo in nombre then the sonde: when I wake vp, I am present with the.

  • Ps 139:13-16
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    13 I wil geue thakes vnto the, for I am woderously made: maruelous are thy workes, and that my soule knoweth right well.

    14 My bones are not hyd from the, though I be made secretly, and fashioned beneth in the earth.

    15 Thine eyes se myne vnparfitnesse, they stonde all writte i thy boke:

    16 my dayes were fashioned, when as yet there was not one of them

  • 5 O LORDE, how glorious are thy workes, thy thoughtes are very depe.

  • 5 O LORDE my God, greate are yi wonderous workes which thou hast done: & in thy thoughtes towarde vs there maye none be lickened vnto the.

  • 23 Trye me (o God) and seke the grounde of myne hert: proue me, & examen my thoughtes.

  • Ps 139:1-10
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    1 O Lorde, thou searchest me out, and knowest me. Thou knowest my downe syttinge & my vprisynge, thou vnderstodest my thoughtes a farre of.

    2 Thou art aboute my path & aboute my bedd, & spyest out all my wayes.

    3 For lo, there is not a worde i my toge, but thou (o LORDE) knowest it alltogether.

    4 Thou hast fashioned me behinde & before, & layed thine hode vpon me.

    5 Soch knowlege is to wonderfull & excellet for me, I can not atteyne vnto it.

    6 Whither shal I go then from thy sprete? Or, whither shal I fle from thy presence?

    7 Yf I clymme vp in to heauen, thou art there: yf I go downe to hell, thou art there also.

    8 Yf I take the wynges of the mornynge, & remayne in the vttemost parte of the see:

    9 Euen there also shal thy honde lede me, and thy right hande shal holde me.

    10 Yf I saye: peradueture the darcknesse shal couer me, then shal my night be turned to daye.

  • 19 In ye multitude of the sorowes that I had in my herte, thy comfortes haue refreshed my soule.

  • 159 Considre (LORDE) how I loue thy comaundementes, O quycken me wt thy louinge kyndnesse.

  • 7 Thou LORDE preseruest both me & beestes. How precious is thy mercy (O God) that the children of men maye put their trust vnder ye shadowe of thy wynges?

  • 12 I wil speake of all thy workes, and my talkynge shalbe of thy doinges.

  • 30 And now are all ye hayres of youre heade tolde.

  • 97 O what a loue haue I vnto thy lawe? all the daye longe is my talkynge of it.

  • 8 Thou tellest my flittinges, thou puttest my teares in thy botell, and nombrest them.

  • 73 Thy hades haue made me and fashioned me, O geue me vnderstondinge, that I maye lerne thy commaundementes.

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    3 For I considre thy heauens, euen the worke off thy fyngers: the Moone and the starres which thou hast made.

  • 16 For thou hast nombred all my goynges, yet be not thou to extreme vpon my synnes.

  • 103 O how swete are thy wordes vnto my throte? Yee more the hony vnto my mouth.

  • 11 The LORDE knoweth the thoughtes of men, that they are but vayne.

  • 1 Preserue me (o God) for in the do I trust.

  • 19 Let me not be confounded (o LORDE) for I call vpon the: let the vngodly rather be put to confucion, and brought vnto the hell.

  • 24 O LORDE, how manifolde are thy workes, right wysely hast thou made the all: yee the earth is full of thy riches.

  • 27 But I knowe what ye thinke, yee and what ye ymagin agaynst me vnrightuously.

  • 19 Thou hast brought me to greate honoure, & comforted me on euery syde.

  • 5 Yet do I remebre the tymes past, I muse vpo all yi workes, yee I exercise my self in the workes of thy hondes.

  • 15 O LORDE, I am thy seruaunt, I am thy seruaunt,

  • 27 Make me to vnderstonde the waye of thy commaundemetes, & so shal I talke of thy wonderous workes.

  • 9 Sela. We wayte for thy louynge kyndnesse (o God) in the myddest of thy temple.

  • 140 Thy worde is tried to the vttermost, & thy seruaunte loueth it.

  • 3 LORDE, what is ma, that thou hast soch respecte vnto him? Or the sonne of man, that thou so regardest him?

  • 129 Thy testimonies are wonderfull, therfore doth my soule kepe them.

  • 6 My soule is satisfied eue as it were with marry & fatnesse, when my mouth prayseth the with ioyfull lippes.

  • 167 My soule kepeth thy testimonies, & loueth the exceadingly.

  • 17 And this (O God) hast thou thoughte yet to litle, but hast spoken of thy seruauntes house yet longe for to come. And thou LORDE God hast loked downe vpon me from aboue, euen as one man loketh vpon another.

  • 127 For I loue thy comaundemetes aboue golde and precious stone.

  • 10 With my whole herte do I seke ye, O let me not go wronge out of thy comaundemetes.

  • 7 I hate them that holde of vanities, and my trust is in the LORDE.

  • 14 I am clene forgotten and out of mynde, as a deed man: I am become like a broken vessell.

  • 17 Thy rightuousnes (o God) is very hie, thou that doest greate thinges: o God, who is like vnto the?