Psalms 31:5
Drawe me out of the nett yt they haue layed priuely for me, for thou art my stregth.
Drawe me out of the nett yt they haue layed priuely for me, for thou art my stregth.
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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.
58 Thou (O LORDE) hast mayntened the cause of my soule, and hast redemed my life.
6 Into thy hondes I commende my sprete: thou hast delyuered me O LORDE thou God of treuth.
7 I hate them that holde of vanities, and my trust is in the LORDE.
4 For thou art my stronge holde & my castell: O be thou my gyde, & lede me for thy names sake.
46 And Iesus cryed loude, & sayde: Father, in to thy handes I commende my sprete. And whan he had so sayde, he gaue vp the goost.
1 Unto the (o LORDE) I lift vp my soule.
6 Sela. But my sayenge is vnto the LORDE: thou art my God, heare the voyce of my prayer o LORDE.
7 Turne agayne then vnto thy rest (o my soule) for the LORDE hath geuen the thy desyre.
8 And why? thou hast delyuered my soule from death, myne eyes from teares, and my fete from fallinge.
23 My tonge talketh of thy rightuousnesse all the daye longe,
5 But my trust is in thy mercy, and my hert is ioyfull in thy sauynge health.
10 Maye the dust geue thankes vnto ye? Or shal it declare thy faithfulnesse?
5 Cosidre my complaynte, for I am brought very lowe.
26 That they maye knowe, how that this is thy hande, and that thou hast done it.
15 But God shal deliuer my soule from the power of hell, when he receaueth me.
11 But as for me I will walke innocently: O delyuer me, and be mercifull vnto me.
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.
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.
1 Preserue me (o God) for in the do I trust.
2 I haue sayde vnto ye LORDE: thou art my God, my goodes are nothinge vnto the.
1 In the, O LORDE, is my trust: let me neuer be put to cofucion, but delyuer me in thy rightuousnesse.
5 Lede me in yi trueth and lerne me, for thou art the God off my health, and in the is my hope all the daye longe.
18 The LORDE hath chastened & correcte me, but he hath not geuen me ouer vnto death.
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.
23 To delyuer me me from the enemies honde, or to saue me from the powers off the mightie?
8 Oure bones lye scatered before ye pytt, like as when one graueth and dyggeth vp the grounde.
11 Turne not thou thy mercy fro me o LORDE, but let thy louynge kyndnesse and treuth allwaye preserue me.
12 O geue me the comforte of thy helpe agayne, and stablish me with thy fre sprete.
4 Turne the (o LORDE) & delyuer my soule: Oh saue me, for thy mercies sake.
1 O Lorde my God, in ye do I trust: saue me fro all the yt persecute me, & delyuer me.
11 Quycke me (o LORDE) for thy names sake, and for thy rightuousnesse sake brynge my soule out of trouble.
1 Ovt of the depe call I vnto the (o LORDE) LORDE heare my voyce.
7 Though I walke i ye myddest of trouble, yet shalt thou refresh me: thou shalt stretch forth thine hade vpo the furiousnes of myne enemies, & yi righthande shal saue me.
13 For greate is thy mercy towarde me, thou hast delyuered my soule from ye nethermost hell.
18 Hyde not thy face from thy seruaut, for I am in trouble: O haist ye to helpe me.
8 He trusted in God, let him delyuer him: let him helpe hi, yf he wil haue him.
22 Delyuer Israel (O God) out of all his trouble.
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.
9 Thou hast not delyuered me ouer in to the hodes of the enemie, but hast set my fete in a large rowme.
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.
4 I founde trouble and heuynesse. Then called I vpon ye name of the LORDE: o LORDE, delyuer my soule.
1 O Lorde, thou art my God, I wil prayse the, and magnifie yi name: For thou bringest marvelous thinges to passe, acordinge to thine olde councels, truly and stedfastly.
8 The cried I vnto ye (O LORDE) yee vnto ye LORDE made I my prayer.
7 where as (notwithstondinge) thou knowest that I am no wicked person, & that there is no man able to delyuer me out of thine honde.
14 Delyuer me from bloudegyltynesse o God, thou that art the God of my health, that my tonge maye prayse thy rightuousnesse.
3 O LORDE my God, yff I haue done eny soch thinge: yf there be eny vnrightuousnes in my hades: