Psalms 27:8
Herke vnto my voyce (O LORDE) when I crie vnto the: haue mercy vpon me & heare me.
Herke vnto my voyce (O LORDE) when I crie vnto the: haue mercy vpon me & heare me.
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7Therfore wil I offre in his dwellinge, the oblacion of thakesgeuynge: I wil both synge & speake prayses vnto the LORDE.
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.
11O seke the LORDE and his strength, seke his face euermore.
7But as soone as thou turnedest thy face fro me, I was brought in feare.
8The cried I vnto ye (O LORDE) yee vnto ye LORDE made I my prayer.
4Seke the LORDE, and his strength, seke his face euermore.
6Sela. But my sayenge is vnto the LORDE: thou art my God, heare the voyce of my prayer o LORDE.
1Heare my prayer (o LORDE) and let my criege come vnto the.
2Hyde 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.
17Heare me (o LORDE) for thy louynge kyndnesse is confortable: turne the vnto me acordinge vnto yi greate mercy.
10With my whole herte do I seke ye, O let me not go wronge out of thy comaundemetes.
22Thou hydest them priuely by thine owne presence from the proude men, thou kepest them secretly in thy tabernacle, from the strife of tonges.
12Ye shall crie vnto me, ye shal go & call vpo me, & I shal heare you.
13Ye shal seke me, & fynde me: Yee, yf so be that ye seke me with youre whole herte,
6For vnto the I crie, heare me o God: enclyne thine eares to me, and herke vnto my wordes.
1How longe wilt thou forget me, o LORDE? for euer? how longe wilt thou hyde thy face fro me?
1Lorde, I call vpon the: haist the vnto me, and consider my voyce, whe I crie vnto the.
4One thinge haue I desyred of the LORDE, which I wil requyre: namely, that I maye dwell in the house of the LORDE all the dayes of my life, to beholde the fayre beutie of the LORDE, and to vyset his temple.
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.
15Therfore came I forth to mete the, that I might seke thy face, and so I haue founde the.
16But my hope is in ye O LORDE, & I saye: thou art my God.
16Turne the vnto me and haue mercy vpon me, for I am desolate and in misery.
58I make myne humble peticion in thy presence wt my whole herte, o be mercifull vnto me acordinge vnto yi worde.
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.
15They haue children at their desyre, and leaue the reste of their substauce for their babes. But as for me, I will beholde thy presence in rightuousnes: and when thy glory appeareth, I shal be satisfied.
13Vnto the I crie (o LORDE) and early cometh my prayer before the.
14LORDE, why puttest thou awaye my soule? Wherfore hydest thou thy face fro me?
4I thought that I had bene cast awaye out of thy sight: but I wil yet agayne loke towarde thy holy temple.
24Wherfore hydest thou thy face, and holdest me for thine enemye?
10Maye the dust geue thankes vnto ye? Or shal it declare thy faithfulnesse?
9Turne thy face fro my synnes, and put out all my my?dedes.
5Cosidre my complaynte, for I am brought very lowe.
1O Lorde, thou searchest me out, and knowest me. Thou knowest my downe syttinge & my vprisynge, thou vnderstodest my thoughtes a farre of.
9LORDE, thou knowest all my desyre, & my gronynge is not hyd from the.
2Oh let thine eares considre well the voyce of my complaynte.
6This is ye generacio of the yt seke him, of the yt seke yi face, o Iacob.
2O LORDE my God, I cried vnto the, and thou hast healed me.
3When I call vpo the, thou hearest me, and endewest my soule with moch stregth.
6There be many yt saye: who wil do vs eny good? where as thou (o LORDE) hast shewed vs the light of yi countenauce.
1O God, thou art my God: early wil I seke the.
1Heare my prayer (o LORDE) considre my desyre: answere me for thy treuth & rightuousnesse sake.
56Thou hast herde my voyce, & hast not turned awaye thine eares fro my sighinge and crienge.
2My teares are my meate daye and night, whyle it is daylie sayde vnto me: where is now thy God?
23Trye me (o God) and seke the grounde of myne hert: proue me, & examen my thoughtes.
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.
2Heare the voyce of my humble peticion, when I crie vnto the, and holde vp my hondes towarde thy holy temple.
14I am clene forgotten and out of mynde, as a deed man: I am become like a broken vessell.
8For there is no faithfulnesse in their mouthes: they dyssemble in their hertes: