Psalms 141:1
Lorde, I call vpon the: haist the vnto me, and consider my voyce, whe I crie vnto the.
Lorde, I call vpon the: haist the vnto me, and consider my voyce, whe I crie vnto the.
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1 Heare my prayer (o LORDE) and let my criege come vnto the.
2 Hyde not thy face fro me in the tyme of my trouble: enclyne thine eares vnto me when I call, O heare me, and that right soone.
1 I 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.
1 Heare my crienge (o God) geue hede vnto my prayer.
2 From the endes of ye earth wil I call vnto the, whe my herte is in trouble:
1 Heare my wordes (o LORDE) considre my callynge.
2 O marke the voyce of my peticion, my kynge & my God: for vnto the wil I make my prayer.
1 Ovt of the depe call I vnto the (o LORDE) LORDE heare my voyce.
2 Oh let thine eares considre well the voyce of my complaynte.
1 When I am in trouble, I call vpon ye LORDE, & he answereth me.
8 The cried I vnto ye (O LORDE) yee vnto ye LORDE made I my prayer.
1 Haist the (o God) to delyuer me, & to helpe me, o LORDE.
7 Therfore wil I offre in his dwellinge, the oblacion of thakesgeuynge: I wil both synge & speake prayses vnto the LORDE.
22 Thou hydest them priuely by thine owne presence from the proude men, thou kepest them secretly in thy tabernacle, from the strife of tonges.
1 I cried vnto God with my voyce, yee euen vnto God cried I with my voyce, & he herde me.
1 Unto 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.
2 Heare the voyce of my humble peticion, when I crie vnto the, and holde vp my hondes towarde thy holy temple.
1 O 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.
2 For my soule is full of trouble, & my life draweth nye vnto hell.
1 Heare me whe I cal, o God of my rightuousnes, thou that comfortest me in my trouble: haue mercy vpon me, and herken vnto my prayer.
6 For vnto the I crie, heare me o God: enclyne thine eares to me, and herke vnto my wordes.
6 Sela. But my sayenge is vnto the LORDE: thou art my God, heare the voyce of my prayer o LORDE.
7 Sela. 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.
6 So he herde my voyce out off his holy teple, & my coplaynte came before hi, yee eue into his eares.
13 O LORDE, let it be thy pleasure to deliuer me, make haist (o LORDE) to helpe me. Let them be ashamed and cofounded, that seke after my soule, to destroie it: let them fall backwarde and be put to confucion, that wysh me euell.
22 Haist the to helpe me, O LORDE my succoure.
1 Heare my prayer (o God) and hyde not thy self fro my peticion. Take hede vnto me and heare me, how piteously I mourne & coplayne.
2 The enemie crieth so, & the vngodly commeth on so fast: for they are mynded to do me some myschefe, so maliciously are they set agaynst me.
1 Heare my prayer (o LORDE) considre my desyre: answere me for thy treuth & rightuousnesse sake.
1 Heare ye right (O LORDE) cosidre my coplaynte: herken vnto my prayer, that goeth not out of a fayned mouth.
7 Wha 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.
1 I wayted paciently for the LORDE, which enclyned himself vnto me, and herde my callinge.
13 Vnto the I crie (o LORDE) and early cometh my prayer before the.
56 Thou hast herde my voyce, & hast not turned awaye thine eares fro my sighinge and crienge.
2 Let my prayer be set forth in thy sight as the incese, and let the liftinge vp of my hades be an euenynge sacrifice.
5 Cosidre my complaynte, for I am brought very lowe.
6 Oh delyuer me fro my persecuters, for they are to stronge for me:
2 O LORDE my God, I cried vnto the, and thou hast healed me.
6 Geue eare LORDE vnto my prayer, and pondre my humble desyre.
12 Sela. Heare my prayer o LORDE, and considre my callinge: shewe not thy self as though thou sawest not my teares. For I am a straunger and pilgrymme with the, as all my forefathers were.
2 Heare my prayer (o God) considre the wordes of my mouth.
4 I call vpon the LORDE with my voyce, and he heareth me out of his holy hill.
5 As for me, I am poore & in misery, haist the God for to helpe me. Thou art my helpe, my redemer & my God: oh make no longe tarienge.
10 Maye the dust geue thankes vnto ye? Or shal it declare thy faithfulnesse?
1 I am wel pleased, yt the LORDE hath herde ye voyce of my prayer.
2 Bowe downe thine eare to me, make haist to delyuer me:
4 I founde trouble and heuynesse. Then called I vpon ye name of the LORDE: o LORDE, delyuer my soule.
17 Heare me (o LORDE) for thy louynge kyndnesse is confortable: turne the vnto me acordinge vnto yi greate mercy.
146 Yee euen vpo the do I call, helpe me, and I shal kepe yi testimonies.
9 The LORDE hath herde myne humble peticio, the LORDE hath receaued my prayer.