Psalms 55:6

Coverdale Bible (1535)

Lo, then wolde I get me awaye farre of, and remayne in the wildernesse.

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Referenced Verses

  • Rev 12:14 : 14 And to the woman were geue two wynges of a greate egle that she might flye in to the wyldernes, in to her place, where she is norysshed for a tyme, two tymes, and halffe a tyme, from the presence of the serpet.
  • Ps 11:1 : 1 In the LORDE put I my trust: how will ye then saye to my soule: that she shulde fle as a byrde vpon youre hill?
  • Ps 139:9 : 9 Euen there also shal thy honde lede me, and thy right hande shal holde me.

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  • Ps 55:7-8
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    7 Sela. I wolde make haist to escape, from the stormy wynde and tempest.

    8 Destroie their tonges (o LORDE) and deuyde them, for I se vnrightuousnes & strife in ye cite.

  • Isa 38:14-15
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    14 Then chatred I like a swalowe, and like a Crane, and mourned as a doue. I lift vp myne eyes in to ye hight: O LORDE, (sayde I) violence is done vnto me, be thou suertie for me.

    15 What shal I speake or say, ethat he maye this doo? yt I maye lyue out all my yeares, yee in the bytternesse of my life?

  • Ps 55:4-5
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    4 Fearfullnesse and tremblinge are come vpon me, and an horrible drede hath ouerwhelmed me.

    5 And I sayde: O that I had wynges like a doue, that I might fle somwhere, and be at rest.

  • 1 Be 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.

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

  • 9 Euen there also shal thy honde lede me, and thy right hande shal holde me.

  • Ps 102:6-7
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    6 I am become like a Pellicane in the wildernes, and like an Oule in a broken wall.

    7 I wake, and am euen as it were a sparow sittinge alone vpon the house toppe.

  • 18 Sorowe is come vpon me, and heuynes vexeth my herte:

  • 7 In my bedde wil I remembre ye, & whe I wake, my talkynge shalbe of the.

  • Job 6:8-9
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    8 O that I might haue my desyre: O yt God wolde graunte me the thynge, that I longe for:

    9 That he wolde begynne and smyte me: that he wolde let his honde go, & hew me downe.

  • Ps 120:5-6
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    5 Wo is me yt my banishmet endureth sologe: I dwell in the tabernacles of the soroufull.

    6 My soule hath loge dwelt amonge them, that be enemies vnto peace.

  • 7 Yf I clymme vp in to heauen, thou art there: yf I go downe to hell, thou art there also.

  • 13 Yf so be yt ye lye amoge the pales, the doues fethers shalbe couered with syluer, & hir winges of the color of golde.

  • 4 I will dwell in thy tabernacle for euer, that I maye be safe vnder the couerynge of thy wynges.

  • 8 But what are these that fle here like the cloudes, and as the doues flienge to their wyndowes?

  • 13 O that thou woldest kepe me, and hyde me in the hell, vntill thy wrath were stilled: & to appoynte me a tyme, wherin thou mightest remembre me.

  • Job 9:26-27
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    26 They are passed awaye, as the shippes that be good vnder sale, and as the Aegle that haisteth to the pray.

    27 When I am purposed to forget my complayninges to chaunge my countenaunce, and to coforte my self:

  • 3 O that I might se him & fynde him: O that I might come before his seate,

  • Job 10:18-20
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    18 Wherfore hast thou brought me out of my mothers wombe? O that I had perished, & that no eye had sene me.

    19 Yf they had caried me to my graue, as soone as I was borne, then shulde I be now, as though I had neuer bene.

    20 Shall not my short life come soone to an ende? O holde the fro me, let me alone, that I maye ease myself a litle:

  • 13 Then shulde I now haue lyen still, I shulde haue slepte, and bene at rest:

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

  • 4 I thought that I had bene cast awaye out of thy sight: but I wil yet agayne loke towarde thy holy temple.

  • 26 Commeth it thorow thy wysdome, that the goshauke flyeth towarde the south?

  • 23 My knees are weake thorow fastinge, my flesh is dried vp for want of fatnesse.

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    6 I am weery of gronynge: Euery night wasshe I my bedde, & water my couche with my teares.

  • 13 When I thynke: my bedd shall comforte me, I shall haue some refresshinge by talkynge with myself vpon my couche:

  • 8 He that oft tymes flytteth, is like a byrde yt forsaketh hir nest.

  • 10 He rode vpo the Cherubins & dyd fle: he came flyenge with the wynges of the wynde.

  • 28 Ye Moabites shal leaue the cities, and dwell in rockes off stone, and become like doues, that make their nestes in holes.

  • 2 I do not exercise myself in greate matters, which are to hye for me.

  • 52 Myne enemies hunted me out sharpely like a byrde, yee and that with out a cause.

  • 18 Therfore, I thought verely, yt I shulde haue dyed in my nest: & yt my dayes shulde haue bene as many as the sondes of the see.

  • 22 In tymes past thou didest set me vp an hye, as it were aboue ye winde, but now hast thou geue me a very sore fall.

  • 7 ye snare is broke, and we are delyuered.

  • 15 Fearfulnesse is turned agaynst me. Myne honoure vanisheth awaye more swiftly then wynde, & my prosperite departeth hece like as it were a cloude.

  • 7 Thou LORDE preseruest both me & beestes. How precious is thy mercy (O God) that the children of men maye put their trust vnder ye shadowe of thy wynges?

  • 28 Mekely & lowly came I in, yee & without eny displeasure: I stode vp in ye cogregacion, & commoned with the

  • 4 When I layed me downe to slepe, I sayde: O when shal I ryse? Agayne, I longed sore for the night. Thus am I full off sorowe, till it be darcke.

  • 13 Oh spare me a litle, that I maye refresh myself, before I go hence, and be nomore sene.

  • 16 I can se no remedy, I shall lyue nomore: O spare me then, for my dayes are but vayne

  • 6 my dayes passe ouer more spedely, the a weeuer can weeue out his webbe, and are gone, or I am awarre.