Psalms 31:4
For thou art my stronge holde & my castell: O be thou my gyde, & lede me for thy names sake.
For thou art my stronge holde & my castell: O be thou my gyde, & lede me for thy names sake.
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1 In the, O LORDE, is my trust: let me neuer be put to cofucion, but delyuer me in thy rightuousnesse.
2 Bowe downe thine eare to me, make haist to delyuer me:
3 be thou my stronge rocke and a house of defence, that thou mayest saue me.
2 Be 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.
3 Delyuer me (o my God) out of ye hade of the vngodly, out of the hande of the vnrightuous & cruell man.
4 For thou (o LORDE God) art the thinge that I loge for, thou art my hope euen fro my youth.
5 I 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.
2 From the endes of ye earth wil I call vnto the, whe my herte is in trouble:
3 Oh set me vp vpo an hye rocke. For thou art my hope, a stronge tower for me agaynst the enemie.
15 Myne eyes are euer lokynge vnto the LORDE, for he shal plucke my fete out of ye nett.
14 I am clene forgotten and out of mynde, as a deed man: I am become like a broken vessell.
15 For I haue herde the blasphemy of the multitude: euery man abhorreth me: they haue gathered a councel together agaynst me, and are purposed to take awaye my life.
1 I wil loue the (o LORDE) my stregth. The LORDE is my sucor, my refuge, my Sauior: my god, my helper i who I trust: my buckler, ye horne of my health, & my proteccio.
2 I wil prayse ye LORDE & call vpon him, so shal I be safe fro myne enemies.
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?
9 Delyuer me (o LORDE) fro myne enemies, for I resorte vnto the.
9 But myne eyes loke vnto ye, o LORDE God: in the is my trust, oh cast not out my soule.
16 He sent downe fro the heyth to fetch me, & toke me out of greate waters.
17 He delyuered me fro my stronge enemies, and fro my foes which were to mightie for me.
17 He sent downe from aboue, and receaued me, and drue me out of many waters.
18 He delyuered me fro my stronge enemye, from them that hated me, for they were to mightie for me.
19 But be not thou farre fro me, o LORDE: thou art my sucoure, haist the to helpe me.
6 Set vp thy self (o God) aboue the heaues, and thy glory aboue all the earth.
4 Sela. Kepe me (o LORDE) from the hande of the vngodly, preserue me from the wicked men, which are purposed to ouerthrowe my goinges.
5 The proude haue layed a snare for me, & spred a nett abrode with coardes, yee & sett trappes in my waye.
13 They thrust at me, that I might fall, but the LORDE was my helpe.
14 The LORDE is my stregth, & my songe, & is become my saluacion.
1 Preserue me (o God) for in the do I trust.
5 Drawe me out of the nett yt they haue layed priuely for me, for thou art my stregth.
6 Oh delyuer me fro my persecuters, for they are to stronge for me:
7 Sela. For this shal euery saynte make his prayer vnto the in due season, therfore shall not the greate water floudes come nye him.
5 For in the tyme of trouble he hath hyd me in his tabernacle, yee in the secrete place of his dwellinge hath he kepte and set me vp vpon a rocke of stone.
1 O Lorde my God, in ye do I trust: saue me fro all the yt persecute me, & delyuer me.
2 and he sayde. The LORDE is my stony rock, & my castell, and my delyuerer.
3 God is my strength, in him wyl I put my trust: my shylde & the horne of my saluacion, my defence & my refuge, my Sauioure, thou shalt helpe me from violent wronge.
2 My hope and my castell, my defence and my delyuerer, my shylde in whom I trust, which gouerneth the people that is vnder me.
11 Quycke me (o LORDE) for thy names sake, and for thy rightuousnesse sake brynge my soule out of trouble.
39 Thou hast gyrded me with strength vnto ye batell, thou hast throwe them all downe vnder me, that rose vp agaynst me.
40 Thou hast girded me with strength to ye battayll, and hast subdued them vnder me yt rose vp agaynst me.
1 Ovt of the depe call I vnto the (o LORDE) LORDE heare my voyce.
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.
13 O LORDE, let it be thy pleasure to deliuer me, make haist (o LORDE) to helpe me. Let them be ashamed and cofounded, that seke after my soule, to destroie it: let them fall backwarde and be put to confucion, that wysh me euell.
7 Oh let my mouth be fylled with thy prayse & honoure all the daye loge.
3 For lo, they lye waytinge for my soule: ye mightie me are gathered together against me, wt out eny offence or faute of me, o LORDE.
10 Maye the dust geue thankes vnto ye? Or shal it declare thy faithfulnesse?
3 I loke vpon my right honde & se, there is no man that wil knowe me. I haue no place to fle vnto, no man careth for my soule.
49 He bryngeth me out fro myne enemies: & from them yt ryse vp agaynst me, shalt thou exalte me, and from ye cruell man shalt thou delyuer me.
14 Heare me (o God) with thy greate mercy & sure helpe.
13 Haue mercy vpo me (o LORDE) considre the trouble that I am in amoge myne enemies, thou that liftest me vp from ye gates of death.
14 The yocke of my transgression is come at the last, with his honde hath he taken it vp, and put it aboute my neck. My strength is gone: the LORDE hath delyuered me in to those hondes, wherout I can not quyte myself.