Psalms 3:4
I call vpon the LORDE with my voyce, and he heareth me out of his holy hill.
I call vpon the LORDE with my voyce, and he heareth me out of his holy hill.
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1 When I am in trouble, I call vpon ye LORDE, & he answereth me.
6 So he herde my voyce out off his holy teple, & my coplaynte came before hi, yee eue into his eares.
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.
8 The cried I vnto ye (O LORDE) yee vnto ye LORDE made I my prayer.
1 I cried vnto God with my voyce, yee euen vnto God cried I with my voyce, & he herde me.
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.
7 Therfore wil I offre in his dwellinge, the oblacion of thakesgeuynge: I wil both synge & speake prayses vnto the LORDE.
2 O LORDE my God, I cried vnto the, and thou hast healed me.
6 Sela. But my sayenge is vnto the LORDE: thou art my God, heare the voyce of my prayer o LORDE.
1 I wayted paciently for the LORDE, which enclyned himself vnto me, and herde my callinge.
2 O marke the voyce of my peticion, my kynge & my God: for vnto the wil I make my prayer.
3 Heare my voyce by tymes (o LORDE) for early in the morninge wil I gett me vnto the, yee & yt wt diligece.
1 Lorde, I call vpon the: haist the vnto me, and consider my voyce, whe I crie vnto the.
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.
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.
3 Sela But thou (o LORDE) art my defender, my worshipe, ad the lifter vp of my heade.
5 Sela I layed me downe and slepte, but I rose vp agayne, for the LORDE susteyned me.
3 When I call vpo the, thou hearest me, and endewest my soule with moch stregth.
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.
4 I founde trouble and heuynesse. Then called I vpon ye name of the LORDE: o LORDE, delyuer my soule.
1 I am wel pleased, yt the LORDE hath herde ye voyce of my prayer.
2 That he hath enclyned his eare vnto me, therfore wil I call vpo him as longe as I lyue.
4 I sought the LORDE, and he herde me, yee he delyuered me out of all my feare.
6 For they regarde not the workes of the LORDE, ner the operacion of his hades: therfore shal he breake them downe, and not buylde them vp.
56 Thou hast herde my voyce, & hast not turned awaye thine eares fro my sighinge and crienge.
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 prayer (o LORDE) and let my criege come vnto the.
2 O my God, I crie in the daye tyme, but thou hearest not: and in the night season also I take no rest.
6 For vnto the I crie, heare me o God: enclyne thine eares to me, and herke vnto my wordes.
5 Cosidre my complaynte, for I am brought very lowe.
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.
3 Sela Knowe this, that the LORDE dealeth maruelously with his saynte: and when I call vpon the LORDE, he heareth me.
5 I called vpon the LORDE in trouble, and the LORDE herde me at large.
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.
17 I called vnto hi wt my mouth and gaue him prayses with my tuge.
4 I wil call vpon the LORDE with prayse, so shal I be delyuered fro myne enemies.
3 The sorowes of death copassed me, & the brokes of vngodlynes made me afrayed.
6 This poore man cried vnto the LORDE, and he herde him, yee and delyuered him out of all his troubles.
7 When my soule faynted within me, I thought vpon the LORDE: and my prayer came in vnto the, euen in to thy holy temple.
1 I lift vp myne eyes vnto the hilles, fro whence commeth my helpe?
16 In the eueninge, mornynge and at noone daye wil I mourne and complayne: and he shal heare my voyce.
17 It is he that delyuereth my soule in peace, from them that laye waite for me: for they are many agaynst me.
8 O LORDE God of hoostes, heare my prayer: herken o God of Iacob.
9 The LORDE hath herde myne humble peticio, the LORDE hath receaued my prayer.
14 I am clene forgotten and out of mynde, as a deed man: I am become like a broken vessell.
3 When I was in heuynesse, I thought vpo God: whe my hert was vexed, then dyd I speake.
10 Maye the dust geue thankes vnto ye? Or shal it declare thy faithfulnesse?