Psalms 43:5

Coverdale Bible (1535)

Why art thou so heuy (o my soule) & why art thou so disquieted within me? O put thy trust in God, for I wil yet geue him thakes for ye helpe of his countenauce, and because he is my God.

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Referenced Verses

  • Ps 42:5 : 5 O put thy trust in God, for I wil yet geue him thankes, for the helpe of his countenauce.
  • Ps 42:11 : 11 Why art thou so heuy (o my soule) & why art thou so disquieted within me? O put thy trust in God, for I wil yet thanke him for the helpe of his countenaunce, and because he is my God.

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  • Ps 42:2-11
    10 verses
    95%

    2My teares are my meate daye and night, whyle it is daylie sayde vnto me: where is now thy God?

    3Now when I thinke there vpo, I poure out my hert by my self: for I wolde fayne go hence with the multitude, & passe ouer with them vnto the house of God, in ye voyce of prayse & thankesgeuynge, amonge soch as kepe holy daye.

    4Why art thou so full of heuynes (o my soule) & why art thou so vnquiete within me?

    5O put thy trust in God, for I wil yet geue him thankes, for the helpe of his countenauce.

    6My God, my soule is vexed within me: therfore I remebre the londe of Iordane, & the litle hill of Hermonim. One depe calleth another wt the voyce of thy whystles, all thy wawes & water floudes are gone ouer me.

    7The LORDE hath promised his louynge kyndnesse daylie, therfore wil I prayse him in the night season, and make my prayer vnto ye God of my life.

    8I wil saye vnto God my stony rock: why hast thou forgotten me? why go I thus heuely, whyle the enemie oppresseth me?

    9Whyle my bones are broken, & whyle myne enemies cast me in the tethe,

    10daylie sayenge vnto me: where is now thy God?

    11Why art thou so heuy (o my soule) & why art thou so disquieted within me? O put thy trust in God, for I wil yet thanke him for the helpe of his countenaunce, and because he is my God.

  • 4That 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.

  • Ps 43:1-2
    2 verses
    78%

    1Geue sentence vpon me (o God) & defende my cause agaynst the vnholy people: Oh delyuer me from the disceatfull & wicked man.

    2For thou (o God) art my stregth: why hast thou shot me from the? Why go I then so heuely, whyle the enemie oppresseth me?

  • 7Sela. Yee euery man walketh as it were a shadowe, and disquieteth him self in vayne: he heapeth vp riches, and can not tell to whom he gathereth them.

  • 14LORDE, why puttest thou awaye my soule? Wherfore hydest thou thy face fro me?

  • 14Let me go in (o LORDE God) & I wil make mencion of thy power and rightuousnesse only.

  • 5Sela. Neuertheles, my soule abydeth only vpon God, for he is my God.

  • 4Therfore is my sprete vexed within me, and my herte within me is desolate.

  • 1Prayse the LORDE (o my soule:) whyle I lyue wil I prayse the LORDE, yee as loge as I haue eny beynge, I wil synge prayses vnto my God.

  • Ps 3:2-3
    2 verses
    73%

    2Yee many one there be that saye off my soule: there is no helpe for him in God.

    3Sela But thou (o LORDE) art my defender, my worshipe, ad the lifter vp of my heade.

  • Ps 13:1-2
    2 verses
    73%

    1How longe wilt thou forget me, o LORDE? for euer? how longe wilt thou hyde thy face fro me?

    2Oh how loge shall I seke councell in my soule? how longe shall I be so vexed in my herte? how longe shal myne enemie triumphe ouer me?

  • 73%

    3My soule also is in greate trouble, but LORDE how longe?

  • 15For in the (O LORDE) is my trust, thou shalt heare me, O LORDE my God.

  • 1Be mercifull vnto me (o God) be mercifull vnto me, for my soule trusteth in ye: & vnder the shadowe of thy wynges shalbe my refuge, vntill wickednesse be ouerpast.

  • 7I hate them that holde of vanities, and my trust is in the LORDE.

  • 5I loke for the LORDE, my soule doth wayte for him, and in his worde is my trust.

  • 1Unto the (o LORDE) I lift vp my soule.

  • Ps 77:2-3
    2 verses
    72%

    2In the tyme of my trouble I sought the LORDE, I helde vp my hondes vnto him in the night season, for my soule refused all other comforte.

    3When I was in heuynesse, I thought vpo God: whe my hert was vexed, then dyd I speake.

  • 14I am clene forgotten and out of mynde, as a deed man: I am become like a broken vessell.

  • 7Turne agayne then vnto thy rest (o my soule) for the LORDE hath geuen the thy desyre.

  • 29Let the be wyped out of ye boke of the lyuinge, & not be written amonge the rightuous.

  • 11Quycke me (o LORDE) for thy names sake, and for thy rightuousnesse sake brynge my soule out of trouble.

  • 17Vnto the (o my strength) wil I synge, for thou (o God) art my defence, and my merciful God.

  • 20Therfore 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.

  • 9Afore honde sawe I God allwayes before me, for he is on my right honde, that I shulde not be moued.

  • 24The LORDE is my porcion (saieth my soule) therfore wil I hope in him.

  • 10Maye the dust geue thankes vnto ye? Or shal it declare thy faithfulnesse?

  • 24Neuertheles, thou herdest myne humble prayer, when I cried vnto the. O loue the LORDE (all ye his sayntes) for the LORDE preserueth the faithfull, and plenteously rewardeth he the proude doer. Be stroge therfore & take a good herte vnto you, all ye that put youre trust in the LORDE.

  • 13For thou hast delyuered my soule fro death, & my fete fro fallinge, yt I maye walke before God in ye light of ye lyuynge.

  • 1In the LORDE put I my trust: how will ye then saye to my soule: that she shulde fle as a byrde vpon youre hill?

  • 5Cosidre my complaynte, for I am brought very lowe.

  • 17Thou art my helper & redemer, make no longe tariege, o my God.

  • 19In ye multitude of the sorowes that I had in my herte, thy comfortes haue refreshed my soule.

  • Ps 30:1-2
    2 verses
    70%

    1I wil magnifie ye (O LORDE) for thou hast set me vp, & not suffred my foes to triuphe ouer me.

    2O LORDE my God, I cried vnto the, and thou hast healed me.

  • 5As loge as I liue wil I magnifie the, & lift vp my hondes in thy name.

  • 4Sela. But lo, God is my helper: it is he that vpholdeth my soule.