Psalms 143:11
Quycke me (o LORDE) for thy names sake, and for thy rightuousnesse sake brynge my soule out of trouble.
Quycke me (o LORDE) for thy names sake, and for thy rightuousnesse sake brynge my soule out of trouble.
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154Manteyne thou my cause and defende me, quycken me acordinge vnto thy worde.
2Haue mercy vpon me (o LORDE) for I am weake: o LORDE heale me, for all my bones are vexed.
3My soule also is in greate trouble, but LORDE how longe?
4Turne the (o LORDE) & delyuer my soule: Oh saue me, for thy mercies sake.
107I am troubled aboue measure, quycken me (o LORDE) acordinge vnto thy worde.
13O 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.
21O delyuer me, for I am helplesse & poore, & my herte is wounded within me,
7Brynge my soule out of preson, that I maye geue thakes vnto thy name: which thinge yf thou wilt graute me, then shal the rightuous resorte vnto my copany.
25My soule cleueth to the dust, O quicken thou me acordinge to thy worde.
149Heare my voyce (o LORDE) acordige vnto thy louynge kyndnesse, quycke me acordige as thou art wot.
4I founde trouble and heuynesse. Then called I vpon ye name of the LORDE: o LORDE, delyuer my soule.
40Beholde, my delite is in thy commaudemetes, o quycke me in thy rightuousnesse.
156Greate is thy mercy (o LORDE) quycken me as thou art wont.
159Considre (LORDE) how I loue thy comaundementes, O quycken me wt thy louinge kyndnesse.
7Sela. 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.
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.
9Delyuer me (o LORDE) fro myne enemies, for I resorte vnto the.
10Teach me to do the thinge that pleaseth the, for thou art my God: let thy louynge sprete lede me forth vnto the londe of rightuousnesse.
1Haist the (o God) to delyuer me, & to helpe me, o LORDE.
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.
2Be thou my stronge holde (where vnto I maye allwaye fle) thou that hast promised to helpe me: for thou art my house of defence & my castell.
88O quycke me after yi louinge kyndnes, & so shall I kepe the testimonies of thy mouth.
20Therfore wil I prayse the & thy faithfulnesse (o God) playege vpon the lute, vnto the wil I synge vpon the harpe. o thou holy one of Israel.
26That they maye knowe, how that this is thy hande, and that thou hast done it.
17Heare me (o LORDE) for thy louynge kyndnesse is confortable: turne the vnto me acordinge vnto yi greate mercy.
18Hyde not thy face from thy seruaut, for I am in trouble: O haist ye to helpe me.
12And of thy goodnesse scater myne enemies abrode, and destroye all them that vexe my soule, for I am thy seruaunt.
16But my hope is in ye O LORDE, & I saye: thou art my God.
17The sorowes of my herte are greate, O brynge me out of my troubles.
14Delyuer me from bloudegyltynesse o God, thou that art the God of my health, that my tonge maye prayse thy rightuousnesse.
13Vp LORDE, dispoynte him & cast him downe: delyuer my soule with thy swerde from the vngodly.
50For it is my comforte in my trouble, yee thy worde quyckeneth me.
9Thou hast not delyuered me ouer in to the hodes of the enemie, but hast set my fete in a large rowme.
3be thou my stronge rocke and a house of defence, that thou mayest saue me.
4For thou art my stronge holde & my castell: O be thou my gyde, & lede me for thy names sake.
7Though I walke i ye myddest of trouble, yet shalt thou refresh me: thou shalt stretch forth thine hade vpo the furiousnes of myne enemies, & yi righthande shal saue me.
18And so wil not we go backe from the: oh let vs lyue, & we shal call vpon thy name.
3Thou LORDE hast brought my soule out of hell: thou hast kepte my life, where as they go downe to the pytte.
1Helpe me (o God) for thy names sake, and delyuer me in thy stregth.
6Wilt thou not turne agayne, & quycken vs, that thy people maye reioyse in the?
10Maye the dust geue thankes vnto ye? Or shal it declare thy faithfulnesse?
22Haist the to helpe me, O LORDE my succoure.
1Heare my prayer (o LORDE) considre my desyre: answere me for thy treuth & rightuousnesse sake.
58Thou (O LORDE) hast mayntened the cause of my soule, and hast redemed my life.
12O geue me the comforte of thy helpe agayne, and stablish me with thy fre sprete.
175Oh let my soule lyue & prayse the, yt thy iudgmentes maye helpe me.
1Lorde, I call vpon the: haist the vnto me, and consider my voyce, whe I crie vnto the.
9Helpe vs (O God or Sauyor) for ye glory of yi name: o delyuer vs, & forgeue vs or synnes for yi names sake.
7I hate them that holde of vanities, and my trust is in the LORDE.
6Sela. Stode vp (o LORDE) in yi wrath, lift vp thyself ouer the furious indignacio of myne enemies: aryse vp (for me) in the vengeaunce that thou hast promysed.