Psalms 3:5
Sela I layed me downe and slepte, but I rose vp agayne, for the LORDE susteyned me.
Sela I layed me downe and slepte, but I rose vp agayne, for the LORDE susteyned me.
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8 Therfore wil I laye me downe in peace, & take my rest: for thou LORDE only settest me in a sure dwellynge.
26 When I herde this, I came agayne to myself, and mused, like as I had bene waked out of a swete slepe.
3 Sela But thou (o LORDE) art my defender, my worshipe, ad the lifter vp of my heade.
4 I call vpon the LORDE with my voyce, and he heareth me out of his holy hill.
6 I am not afrayed for thousandes of the people, that copasse me rounde aboute.
3 He will not suffre thy fote to be moued, and he yt kepeth the, slepeth not.
4 Beholde, he that kepeth Israel, doth nether slombre ner slepe.
3 I wil not come within the tabernacle of my house, ner clymme vp i to my bedde.
4 I wil not suffre myne eyes to slepe, ner myne eye lyddes to slober.
5 Vntill I fynde out a place for the LORDE, an habitacio for the mightie one of Iacob.
3 Considre, ad heare me, o LORDE my God: lighten myne eyes, that I slepe not in death.
2 In the tyme of my trouble I sought the LORDE, I helde vp my hondes vnto him in the night season, for my soule refused all other comforte.
3 When I was in heuynesse, I thought vpo God: whe my hert was vexed, then dyd I speake.
4 Sela. Thou heldest myne eyes wakynge, I was so feble, that I coude not speake,
3 The LORDE shal refresh him, when he lyeth sick vpon his bedd, yee thou makest his bed in all his sicknesse.
6 The LORDE preserueth ye symple, I was brought downe, and he helped me.
7 Turne agayne then vnto thy rest (o my soule) for the LORDE hath geuen the thy desyre.
24 Yf thou slepest, thou shalt not be afrayed, but shalt take thy rest & slepe swetely.
13 They thrust at me, that I might fall, but the LORDE was my helpe.
13 Then shulde I now haue lyen still, I shulde haue slepte, and bene at rest:
4 When I layed me downe to slepe, I sayde: O when shal I ryse? Agayne, I longed sore for the night. Thus am I full off sorowe, till it be darcke.
13 When I thynke: my bedd shall comforte me, I shall haue some refresshinge by talkynge with myself vpon my couche:
14 I am clene forgotten and out of mynde, as a deed man: I am become like a broken vessell.
2 O LORDE my God, I cried vnto the, and thou hast healed me.
3 Thou LORDE hast brought my soule out of hell: thou hast kepte my life, where as they go downe to the pytte.
1 When I am in trouble, I call vpon ye LORDE, & he answereth me.
2 Awake (o my glory) awake lute & harpe, I my selfe will awake right early.
3 Though an hoost of men were layed agaynst me, yet shal not my hert be afrayed: and though there rose vp warre against me, yet wil I put my trust in him.
6 My soule is satisfied eue as it were with marry & fatnesse, when my mouth prayseth the with ioyfull lippes.
3 Neuerthelesse, whe I am afrayed, I put my trust in the.
1 The LORDE is my shepherde, I can wante nothinge.
18 They preuented me in the tyme of my trouble, but ye LORDE was my defence.
8 Sela. My hert is ready (o God) my hert is ready, to synge and geue prayse.
19 They ouertoke me in the tyme of my trouble, but the LORDE was my succoure.
5 I called vpon the LORDE in trouble, and the LORDE herde me at large.
6 I am weery of gronynge: Euery night wasshe I my bedde, & water my couche with my teares.
3 When I call vpo the, thou hearest me, and endewest my soule with moch stregth.
13 Neuerthelesse, I beleue verely to se the goodnesse of the LORDE in the londe of the lyuynge.
15 They 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.
1 Why are they so many (o LORDE) yt trouble me? a greate multitude are they, that ryse agaynst me.
1 I wayted paciently for the LORDE, which enclyned himself vnto me, and herde my callinge.
8 Oh 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.
7 The lott is fallen vnto me in a fayre grounde, yee I haue a goodly heretage.
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.
5 Cosidre my complaynte, for I am brought very lowe.
13 with a vision in the night, when men are fallen a slepe.
1 The LORDE is my light and my health: whom then shulde I feare? the LORDE is the strength of my life, for whom the shulde I be afrayed?
18 Yee euen God that endureth for euer, shal heare me, and brynge them downe. Sela. For they wil not turne: and why? they feare not God.
7 Praysed be ye LORDE, for he hath herde the voyce of my humble peticio.
3 Heare my voyce by tymes (o LORDE) for early in the morninge wil I gett me vnto the, yee & yt wt diligece.