Psalms 4:1
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.
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.
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1 Heare my prayer (o LORDE) considre my desyre: answere me for thy treuth & rightuousnesse sake.
6 For vnto the I crie, heare me o God: enclyne thine eares to me, and herke vnto my wordes.
7 Therfore wil I offre in his dwellinge, the oblacion of thakesgeuynge: I wil both synge & speake prayses vnto the LORDE.
1 Lorde, I call vpon the: haist the vnto me, and consider my voyce, whe I crie vnto the.
1 Heare my crienge (o God) geue hede vnto my prayer.
2 Heare my prayer (o God) considre the wordes of my mouth.
1 When I am in trouble, I call vpon ye LORDE, & he answereth me.
1 Heare my prayer (o LORDE) and let my criege come vnto the.
2 Hyde not thy face fro me in the tyme of my trouble: enclyne thine eares vnto me when I call, O heare me, and that right soone.
1 Heare my wordes (o LORDE) considre my callynge.
2 O marke the voyce of my peticion, my kynge & my God: for vnto the wil I make my prayer.
5 I called vpon the LORDE in trouble, and the LORDE herde me at large.
2 O ye sonnes off men: how longe will ye blaspheme myne honoure? why haue ye soch pleasure in vanyte, & seke after lyes?
3 Sela Knowe this, that the LORDE dealeth maruelously with his saynte: and when I call vpon the LORDE, he heareth me.
4 I call vpon the LORDE with my voyce, and he heareth me out of his holy hill.
6 So he herde my voyce out off his holy teple, & my coplaynte came before hi, yee eue into his eares.
4 I founde trouble and heuynesse. Then called I vpon ye name of the LORDE: o LORDE, delyuer my soule.
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.
1 Heare ye right (O LORDE) cosidre my coplaynte: herken vnto my prayer, that goeth not out of a fayned mouth.
1 I cried vnto God with my voyce, yee euen vnto God cried I with my voyce, & he herde me.
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.
6 Sela. But my sayenge is vnto the LORDE: thou art my God, heare the voyce of my prayer o LORDE.
10 Maye the dust geue thankes vnto ye? Or shal it declare thy faithfulnesse?
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.
1 Heare my prayer (o God) and hyde not thy self fro my peticion. Take hede vnto me and heare me, how piteously I mourne & coplayne.
2 The enemie crieth so, & the vngodly commeth on so fast: for they are mynded to do me some myschefe, so maliciously are they set agaynst me.
6 Geue eare LORDE vnto my prayer, and pondre my humble desyre.
7 In the tyme of my trouble I call vpon the, for thou hearest 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.
16 Turne the vnto me and haue mercy vpon me, for I am desolate and in misery.
17 The sorowes of my herte are greate, O brynge me out of my troubles.
8 The cried I vnto ye (O LORDE) yee vnto ye LORDE made I my prayer.
1 I wayted paciently for the LORDE, which enclyned himself vnto me, and herde my callinge.
56 Thou hast herde my voyce, & hast not turned awaye thine eares fro my sighinge and crienge.
2 O LORDE my God, I cried vnto the, and thou hast healed me.
1 Heare my voyce (o God) in my coplaynte, preserue my life fro feare of ye enemie.
1 Geue sentence vpon me (o God) & defende my cause agaynst the vnholy people: Oh delyuer me from the disceatfull & wicked man.
9 The LORDE hath herde myne humble peticio, the LORDE hath receaued my prayer.
17 When the rightuous crie, the LORDE heareth them, and delyuereth the out of all their troubles.
22 And then sende for me to the lawe, yt I maye answere for my self: or els, let me speake, and geue thou the answere.
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.
2 For my soule is full of trouble, & my life draweth nye vnto hell.
12 Sela. Heare my prayer o LORDE, and considre my callinge: shewe not thy self as though thou sawest not my teares. For I am a straunger and pilgrymme with the, as all my forefathers were.
8 O LORDE God of hoostes, heare my prayer: herken o God of Iacob.
6 Oh delyuer me fro my persecuters, for they are to stronge for me:
13 But LORDE, I made my prayer vnto the in an acceptable tyme:
16 In the eueninge, mornynge and at noone daye wil I mourne and complayne: and he shal heare my voyce.
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.
15 And call vpo me in the tyme of trouble, so wil I heare the, that thou shalt thanke me.