Psalms 40:13
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.
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.
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1 Haist the (o God) to delyuer me, & to helpe me, o LORDE.
21 Forsake me not (O LORDE my God) O go not farre fro me.
22 Haist the to helpe me, O LORDE my succoure.
10 Maye the dust geue thankes vnto ye? Or shal it declare thy faithfulnesse?
12 As for me, I wil pacietly abyde allwaye, & wil euer encrease thy prayse.
26 That they maye knowe, how that this is thy hande, and that thou hast done it.
19 But be not thou farre fro me, o LORDE: thou art my sucoure, haist the to helpe me.
5 As for me, I am poore & in misery, haist the God for to helpe me. Thou art my helpe, my redemer & my God: oh make no longe tarienge.
11 Quycke me (o LORDE) for thy names sake, and for thy rightuousnesse sake brynge my soule out of trouble.
11 Turne not thou thy mercy fro me o LORDE, but let thy louynge kyndnesse and treuth allwaye preserue me.
12 For innumerable troubles are come aboute me: my synnes haue taken soch holde vpon me, that I am not able to loke vp: yee they are mo in nombre then the hayres of my heade, and my hert hath fayled me.
1 Lorde, I call vpon the: haist the vnto me, and consider my voyce, whe I crie vnto the.
14 Let the soone be brought to shame, that crie ouer me: there there.
17 Heare me (o LORDE) for thy louynge kyndnesse is confortable: turne the vnto me acordinge vnto yi greate mercy.
18 Hyde not thy face from thy seruaut, for I am in trouble: O haist ye to helpe me.
16 As for me, I am poore & in mysery, but the LORDE careth for me.
17 Thou art my helper & redemer, make no longe tariege, o my God.
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.
9 Delyuer me (o LORDE) fro myne enemies, for I resorte vnto the.
154 Manteyne thou my cause and defende me, quycken me acordinge vnto thy worde.
21 O delyuer me, for I am helplesse & poore, & my herte is wounded within me,
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.
16 But my hope is in ye O LORDE, & I saye: thou art my God.
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 Turne the (o LORDE) & delyuer my soule: Oh saue me, for thy mercies sake.
7 Sela. Heare me (o LORDE) and that soone, for my sprete waxeth faynte: hyde not yi face fro me, lest I be like vnto the that go downe in to the graue.
13 They thrust at me, that I might fall, but the LORDE was my helpe.
4 I founde trouble and heuynesse. Then called I vpon ye name of the LORDE: o LORDE, delyuer my soule.
2 Bowe downe thine eare to me, make haist to delyuer me:
1 O Lorde my God, in ye do I trust: saue me fro all the yt persecute me, & delyuer me.
13 Oh spare me a litle, that I maye refresh myself, before I go hence, and be nomore sene.
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.
1 Geue sentence vpon me (o God) & defende my cause agaynst the vnholy people: Oh delyuer me from the disceatfull & wicked man.
6 Oh delyuer me fro my persecuters, for they are to stronge for me:
40 The LORDE shal stode by them, and saue them: he shal delyuer them from the vngodly, and helpe the, because they put their trust in him.
13 Vp LORDE, dispoynte him & cast him downe: delyuer my soule with thy swerde from the vngodly.
1 I wayted paciently for the LORDE, which enclyned himself vnto me, and herde my callinge.
20 O kepe my soule, and delyuer me: let me not be confounded, for I haue put my trust in the.
41 Let thy louynge mercy come vnto me (o LORDE) and thy sauynge health acordinge vnto thy worde.
1 Delyuer me fro myne enemies (o my God) & defende me fro the yt ryse vp agaynst me.
14 Heale me (o LORDE) and I shall be whole: saue thou me, and I shalbe saued, for thou art my prayse.
8 And now LORDE, wherin shall I comforte me? my hope is in the.
25 Helpe now o LORDE, o LORDE sende vs now prosperite.
24 Iudge me (o LORDE my God) acordinge to thy rightuousnesse, yt they triuphe not ouer me.
13 Synge vnto the LORDE, and prayse him, for he hath delyuered the soule off the oppressed, from the honde off the violent.
13 But LORDE, I made my prayer vnto the in an acceptable tyme:
107 I am troubled aboue measure, quycken me (o LORDE) acordinge vnto thy worde.
9 My hert speaketh vnto the, my face seketh the, yee LORDE, thy face wil I seke. O hyde not thou thy face fro me, cast not thy seruaunt of in displeasure.
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.