Psalms 25:5
Lede me in yi trueth and lerne me, for thou art the God off my health, and in the is my hope all the daye longe.
Lede me in yi trueth and lerne me, for thou art the God off my health, and in the is my hope all the daye longe.
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4Shewe me thy wayes (o LORDE) & teach me thy pathes.
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.
11Quycke me (o LORDE) for thy names sake, and for thy rightuousnesse sake brynge my soule out of trouble.
11For my father and my mother haue forsaken me, but the LORDE hath taken me vp. Shewe me thy waye O LORDE, and lede me in the right path, because of myne enemies.
11Lede me in thy waye (o LORDE) that I maye walke in thy trueth: O let my hert delyte in fearynge thy name.
3Oh sende out yi light & thy trueth, yt they maye lede me & brynge me vnto thy holy hill and to thy dwellinge.
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.
8For there is no faithfulnesse in their mouthes: they dyssemble in their hertes:
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.
5Drawe me out of the nett yt they haue layed priuely for me, for thou art my stregth.
21Let innocency and rightuous dealinge wayte vpon me, for my hope is in the.
11Turne not thou thy mercy fro me o LORDE, but let thy louynge kyndnesse and treuth allwaye preserue me.
5I loke for the LORDE, my soule doth wayte for him, and in his worde is my trust.
6My soule doth paciently abyde the LORDE, fro the one mornynge to the other.
33Teach me o LORDE the waye of thy statutes, and I shal kepe it vnto the ende.
3For thy louynge kyndnesse is before myne eyes, and I walke in thy trueth.
24Loke well, yf there be eny waye of wickednesse in me, & lede me in the waye euerlastinge.
1Preserue me (o God) for in the do I trust.
1My soule wayteth only vpon God, for of him commeth my helpe.
125I am thy seruaunt, O graunte me vnderstodinge, that I maye knowe thy testimonies.
8O how fredly & rightuous is the LORDE, therfore wil he teach synners in the waye.
2O marke the voyce of my peticion, my kynge & my God: for vnto the wil I make my prayer.
3Heare my voyce by tymes (o LORDE) for early in the morninge wil I gett me vnto the, yee & yt wt diligece.
3He quickeneth my soule, & bringeth me forth in the waye of rightuousnes for his names sake.
10All the wayes of the LORDE are very mercy & faithfulnesse, vnto soch as kepe his testament and couenaunt.
1I wayted paciently for the LORDE, which enclyned himself vnto me, and herde my callinge.
8Herke vnto my voyce (O LORDE) when I crie vnto the: haue mercy vpon me & heare me.
9My hert speaketh vnto the, my face seketh the, yee LORDE, thy face wil I seke. O hyde not thou thy face fro me, cast not thy seruaunt of in displeasure.
5Oh ordre thou my goynges in thy pathes, that my fote steppes slippe not.
66O lerne me kyndnesse, nourtoure & knowlege, for I beleue thy commaundementes.
5I haue leaned vpo ye euer sens I was borne, thou art he that toke me out of my mothers wombe, therfore is my prayse allwaye of the.
10With my whole herte do I seke ye, O let me not go wronge out of thy comaundemetes.
35Lede me in the path of thy commaundemetes, for that is my desyre,
8Thou art my defence in the trouble that is come aboute me, O copasse thou me aboute also with the ioye of delyueraunce.
1O 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.
24Thou ledest me with thy coucel, and afterwarde receauest me vnto glory.
1The LORDE is my shepherde, I can wante nothinge.
2LORDE be merciful vnto vs, we wait for the. Thine arme is at a poynte to vyset vs, but be thou oure health in the tyme of trouble.
12Praysed be thou O LORDE, O teach me thy statutes.
94I am thine, oh helpe me, for I seke thy commaundementes.
6Call to remembraunce, O LORDE, thy tender mercyes & thy louinge kyndnesses, which haue bene euer of olde.
1Unto the (o LORDE) I lift vp my soule.
5But my trust is in thy mercy, and my hert is ioyfull in thy sauynge health.
14I am clene forgotten and out of mynde, as a deed man: I am become like a broken vessell.
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.
15Myne eyes are euer lokynge vnto the LORDE, for he shal plucke my fete out of ye nett.
26That they maye knowe, how that this is thy hande, and that thou hast done it.
16Where as I neuertheles ledinge the flock in thy wayes, haue compelled none by violence. For I neuer desyred eny mas deeth, this knowest thou well. My wordes also were right before the.
41Let thy louynge mercy come vnto me (o LORDE) and thy sauynge health acordinge vnto thy worde.