Psalms 56:4
I wil comforte my self in Gods worde, yee I wil hope in God, and not feare: What can flesh then do vnto me?
I wil comforte my self in Gods worde, yee I wil hope in God, and not feare: What can flesh then do vnto me?
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10 In Gods worde wil I reioyse, in the LORDES worde wil I comforte me.
11 Yee in God do I trust, & am not afraied: what ca man the do vnto me?
12 Vnto the (o God) wil I paye my vowes, vnto ye wil I geue thakes & prayse.
3 Neuerthelesse, whe I am afrayed, I put my trust in the.
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.
6 The LORDE is my helper, I wil not feare what man doeth vnto me.
1 Preserue me (o God) for in the do I trust.
2 He shal saye vnto ye LORDE: o my hope, & my stronge holde, my God, in who I wil trust.
6 I am not afrayed for thousandes of the people, that copasse me rounde aboute.
3 Though an hoost of men were layed agaynst me, yet shal not my hert be afrayed: and though there rose vp warre against me, yet wil I put my trust in him.
6 so that we maye boldely saye: The LORDE is my helper, and I wyl not feare what man maye do vnto me.
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?
6 Thorow ye, wil we ouerthrowe oure enemies: & in thy name will we treade them vnder, that ryse vp agaynst vs.
1 In the, O LORDE, is my trust: let me neuer be put to cofucion, but delyuer me in thy rightuousnesse.
1 O Lorde my God, in ye do I trust: saue me fro all the yt persecute me, & delyuer me.
3 He hath put a new songe in my mouth, euen a thankesgeuynge vnto oure God. Many men seynge this, shal feare the LORDE, & put their trust in him.
4 Blessed is the man that setteth his hope in the LORDE, and turneth not vnto the proude, & to soch as go aboute with lies.
5 They vexe me daylie in my wordes: all yt they ymagin, is to do me euell.
4 I sought the LORDE, and he herde me, yee he delyuered me out of all my feare.
3 God is my strength, in him wyl I put my trust: my shylde & the horne of my saluacion, my defence & my refuge, my Sauioure, thou shalt helpe me from violent wronge.
4 I wil call vpon the LORDE with prayse, so shal I be delyuered fro myne enemies.
7 In God is my health, my glory, my might, & in God is my trust.
1 In the, o LORDE, is my trust, let me neuer be put to cofucio, but rydde me & delyuer me thorow thy rightuousnesse: encline thine eare vnto me, & helpe me.
2 I wil prayse ye LORDE & call vpon him, so shal I be safe fro myne enemies.
3 The sorowes of death copassed me, & the brokes of vngodlynes made me afrayed.
1 The LORDE is my light and my health: whom then shulde I feare? the LORDE is the strength of my life, for whom the shulde I be afrayed?
4 Lest myne enemie saye: I haue preuayled agaynst hi for yf I be cast downe, they that trouble me will reioyse at it.
5 But my trust is in thy mercy, and my hert is ioyfull in thy sauynge health.
42 That I maye geue answere vnto my blasphemers, for my trust is in yi worde.
2 Beholde, God is my health, in whom I trust, and am not afrayde. For the LORDE God is my strength, and my prayse, he also shalbe my refuge.
2 My God, I trust in ye: Oh let me not be confounded, lest myne enemies triuphe ouer me.
8 It is better to trust in the LORDE, then to put eny confidence in man.
120 My flesh trebleth for feare of the, and I am afrayed of thy iudgmetes.
7 Praysed be ye LORDE, for he hath herde the voyce of my humble peticio.
25 I wil prayse the in the greate congregacion, and perfourme my vowes in the sight off all the that feare the.
5 Wherfore shulde I feare the euell dayes, whe the wickednesse of my heles copaseth me rounde aboute?
74 They that feare the, wil be glad when they se me, because I put my trust in thy worde.
4 Fearfullnesse and tremblinge are come vpon me, and an horrible drede hath ouerwhelmed me.
16 In the eueninge, mornynge and at noone daye wil I mourne and complayne: and he shal heare my voyce.
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.
2 O put not yor trust in prynces, ner in the childe of man, for there is no helpe in the.
3 For when ye breth of man goeth forth, he shal turne agayne to his earth, and so all his thoughtes perishe.
2 My hope and my castell, my defence and my delyuerer, my shylde in whom I trust, which gouerneth the people that is vnder me.
17 Be not now terrible vnto me (o LORDE) for thou art he, in whom I hope, when I am in parell.
14 My bones are not hyd from the, though I be made secretly, and fashioned beneth in the earth.
16 As for me, I wil synge of thy power, ad prayse thy mercy betymes in the mornynge: for thou art my defence and refuge in the tyme of my trouble.
9 My stregth do I ascrybe vnto the, for thou (o God) art my defender.
25 He that feareth men, shal haue a fall: but who so putteth his trust in the LORDE, shal come to honor.
1 In oure troubles and aduersite, we haue founde, that God is oure refuge, oure strength and helpe.