Psalms 59:16
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.
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.
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17 Vnto the (o my strength) wil I synge, for thou (o God) art my defence, and my merciful God.
9 My stregth do I ascrybe vnto the, for thou (o God) art my defender.
10 God sheweth me his goodnesse plenteously, God letteth me se my desyre vpo myne enemies.
3 Oh set me vp vpo an hye rocke. For thou art my hope, a stronge tower for me agaynst the enemie.
2 To tell of thy louynge kyndnesse early in the mornynge, and of thy trueth in the night season.
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.
8 Oh let me heare thy louynge kyndnesse by tymes in the mornynge, for in the is my trust: shewe thou me the waye that I shulde walke in, for I lift vp my soule vnto the.
1 My songe shal be allwaye of the louynge kyndnesse of the LORDE, wt my mouth wil I euer be shewinge thy faithfulnesse fro one generacion to another.
1 I wil loue the (o LORDE) my stregth. The LORDE is my sucor, my refuge, my Sauior: my god, my helper i who I trust: my buckler, ye horne of my health, & my proteccio.
2 I wil prayse ye LORDE & call vpon him, so shal I be safe fro myne enemies.
7 In my bedde wil I remembre ye, & whe I wake, my talkynge shalbe of the.
3 Heare my voyce by tymes (o LORDE) for early in the morninge wil I gett me vnto the, yee & yt wt diligece.
8 I wil saye vnto God my stony rock: why hast thou forgotten me? why go I thus heuely, whyle the enemie oppresseth me?
9 Whyle my bones are broken, & whyle myne enemies cast me in the tethe,
13 Vnto the I crie (o LORDE) and early cometh my prayer before the.
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.
1 Preserue me (o God) for in the do I trust.
5 But my trust is in thy mercy, and my hert is ioyfull in thy sauynge health.
6 I wil synge of the LORDE, that dealeth so louyngly with me. (Yee I wil prayse the name of the LORDE the most hyest)
7 I hate them that holde of vanities, and my trust is in the LORDE.
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.
1 My songe shalbe of mercy and iudgment, yee vnto the (o LORDE) wil I synge.
2 He shal saye vnto ye LORDE: o my hope, & my stronge holde, my God, in who I wil trust.
8 Sela. My hert is ready (o God) my hert is ready, to synge and geue prayse.
9 Awake (o my glory) awake lute and harpe, I my self wil awake right early.
7 Praysed be ye LORDE, for he hath herde the voyce of my humble peticio.
16 In the eueninge, mornynge and at noone daye wil I mourne and complayne: and he shal heare my voyce.
17 It is he that delyuereth my soule in peace, from them that laye waite for me: for they are many agaynst me.
7 In God is my health, my glory, my might, & in God is my trust.
3 Delyuer me (o my God) out of ye hade of the vngodly, out of the hande of the vnrightuous & cruell man.
22 But the LORDE is my refuge, my God is the stregth of my confidece.
13 Be thou exalted (LORDE) in thine owne strength, so wil we synge and prayse thy power.
5 For in the tyme of trouble he hath hyd me in his tabernacle, yee in the secrete place of his dwellinge hath he kepte and set me vp vpon a rocke of stone.
6 And now hath he lift vp my heade aboue myne enemies, that copassed me rounde aboute.
2 For thou (o God) art my stregth: why hast thou shot me from the? Why go I then so heuely, whyle the enemie oppresseth me?
26 That they maye knowe, how that this is thy hande, and that thou hast done it.
7 Sela. For this shal euery saynte make his prayer vnto the in due season, therfore shall not the greate water floudes come nye him.
22 & so wolde my soule, whom thou hast delyuered.
14 I am clene forgotten and out of mynde, as a deed man: I am become like a broken vessell.
8 So wil I allwaye synge prayses vnto thy name, yt I maye daylie perfourme my vowes.
2 Awake (o my glory) awake lute & harpe, I my selfe will awake right early.
2 LORDE be merciful vnto vs, we wait for the. Thine arme is at a poynte to vyset vs, but be thou oure health in the tyme of trouble.
7 Oh let my mouth be fylled with thy prayse & honoure all the daye loge.
17 Their delite is in thy name all the daye longe, and thorow thy rightuousnesse they shalbe exalted.
2 I wil be glad & reioyse in the, yee my songes wil I make of thy name, o thou most hyest.
14 The LORDE is my stregth, & my songe, & is become my saluacion.
14 Let me go in (o LORDE God) & I wil make mencion of thy power and rightuousnesse only.
1 Delyuer me fro myne enemies (o my God) & defende me fro the yt ryse vp agaynst me.
28 And as for my tonge, it shall be talkynge of thy rightuousnes and of thy prayse, all the daye longe.
14 Delyuer me from bloudegyltynesse o God, thou that art the God of my health, that my tonge maye prayse thy rightuousnesse.