Psalms 30:11
Hear (O LORDE) and haue mercy vpon me: LORDE be thou my helper.
Hear (O LORDE) and haue mercy vpon me: LORDE be thou my helper.
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12 And so thou hast turned my heuynesse into ioye: thou hast put of my sack cloth, & gyrded me wt gladnesse. That my honor might synge prayses vnto the wt out ceassynge: O LORDE my God, I wil geue thankes vnto the for euer.
10 Maye the dust geue thankes vnto ye? Or shal it declare thy faithfulnesse?
7 Thou reioysest myne herte, though their encreace be greate both in corne & wyne.
1 I wil magnifie ye (O LORDE) for thou hast set me vp, & not suffred my foes to triuphe ouer me.
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.
28 Thou hast shewed me the wayes of life, thou shalt make me full of ioye with thy countenaunce.
7 I hate them that holde of vanities, and my trust is in the LORDE.
8 I will be glad and reioyse in thy mercy: for thou hast considred my trouble, thou hast knowne my soule in aduersite.
8 And why? thou hast delyuered my soule from death, myne eyes from teares, and my fete from fallinge.
3 Vpon an instrumet of ten strynges, vpon the lute and with a songe vpon the harpe.
4 For thou LORDE hast made me glad thorow thy workes, and I wil reioyse ouer the operacion of thy hondes.
31 my harpe is turned to sorow, & my pipe to wepinge.
1 So that then thou shalt saye: O LORDE, I thanke the, for thou wast displeased at me, but thou hast refrayned thy wrath, and hast mercy vpon me.
15 The ioye of oure herte is gone, oure mery quere is turned in to mourninge.
6 For thou shalt geue him euerlastige felicite, & make him glad wt the ioye of yi coutenauce.
13 Then shal the mayde reioyce in the daunce, yee both yonge and olde folkes. For I will turne their sorow in to gladnesse, and will comforte them, and make them ioyfull, euen from their hertes.
8 Oh let me heare of ioye and gladnesse, that the bones which thou hast broken, maye reioyse.
10 And therfore I am ioyful in the LORDE, & my soule reioyseth in my God. For he shall put vpon me the garmet of health, & couer me with the matle of rightuousnes. He shal decke me like a brydegrome, & as a bryde that hath hir apparell vpo her.
3 Let them prayse his name in the dauce, let them synge prayses vnto him with tabrettes and harpes.
20 Therfore 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.
21 My lippes wolde fayne synge prayses vnto the:
3 He hath put a new songe in my mouth, euen a thankesgeuynge vnto oure God. Many men seynge this, shal feare the LORDE, & put their trust in him.
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.
7 Praysed be ye LORDE, for he hath herde the voyce of my humble peticio.
37 Thou hast enlarged my goinge vnder me, and myne ankles haue not slyded.
36 Thou hast made rowme ynough vnder me for to go, that my fote steppes shulde not slyde.
12 O geue me the comforte of thy helpe agayne, and stablish me with thy fre sprete.
1 Lorde, how ioyfull is the kynge in yi strength? O how exceadinge glad is he of thy sauynge health?
11 Thou hast couered me with skynne and flesh, and ioyned me together with bones & synowes.
28 Thou lightest my cadle, o LORDE my God: thou makest my darcknesse to be light.
4 That I maye go into the aulter of God, euen vnto the God which is my ioye & pleasure, & vpon the harpe to geue thakes vnto ye, o God, my God.
28 Thou art my God, & I wil thanke the: thou art my God, and I wil prayse the.
5 For his wrath endureth but the twincklinge of an eye, and his pleasure is in life: heuynesse maye well endure for a night, but ioye commeth in the mornynge.
13 He yt shulde haue bene lost, gaue me a good worde, & ye widdowes hert praised me.
11 Greate plages shall ye vngodly haue, but who so putteth his trust in the LORDE, mercy shall compasse him on euery syde. Be glad (o ye rightuous) and reioyse in the LORDE, be ioyfull all ye that are true of herte.
22 In tymes past thou didest set me vp an hye, as it were aboue ye winde, but now hast thou geue me a very sore fall.
3 Then shal it be sayed amonge the Heithen: the LORDE hath done greate thinges for them.
20 He broughte me forth in to liberty: he delyuered me, because he had a fauoure vnto me.
14 The LORDE is my stregth, & my songe, & is become my saluacion.
2 For thou (o God) art my stregth: why hast thou shot me from the? Why go I then so heuely, whyle the enemie oppresseth me?
21 They heare my mournynge, but there is none that wil comforte me. All myne enemies haue herde of my trouble, and are glad therof, because thou hast done it. But thou shalt brynge forth the tyme, when they also shal be like vnto me.
34 O that my wordes might please him, for my ioye is in the LORDE.
29 For thou O LORDE art my lanterne. The LORDE shal lighte my darknesse.
4 A tyme to wepe, and a tyme to laugh: A tyme to mourne, and a tyme to daunse:
6 And now hath he lift vp my heade aboue myne enemies, that copassed me rounde aboute.
14 And Dauid daunsed wt all his mighte before the LORDE, and was girded with an ouerbody cote of lynne.
29 But ye shal synge, as the vse is in ye night of the holy solempnite. Ye shal reioyse from youre hert, as they that come with the pipe, when they go vp to the mount of the LORDE, vnto ye rock of Israel.
3 Sela But thou (o LORDE) art my defender, my worshipe, ad the lifter vp of my heade.
39 Thou hast gyrded me with strength vnto ye batell, thou hast throwe them all downe vnder me, that rose vp agaynst me.