Psalms 59:17
Vnto the (o my strength) wil I synge, for thou (o God) art my defence, and my merciful God.
Vnto the (o my strength) wil I synge, for thou (o God) art my defence, and my merciful God.
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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.
10 God sheweth me his goodnesse plenteously, God letteth me se my desyre vpo myne enemies.
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.
1 Blessed be the LORDE my refuge, which teacheth my hades to warre, & my fyngers to fight.
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.
6 He only is my stregth, my saluacion, my defence: so yt I shal not fall.
7 In God is my health, my glory, my might, & in God is my trust.
2 and he sayde. The LORDE is my stony rock, & my castell, and my delyuerer.
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 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 I call vnto God ye most hyest, eue ye God yt shal helpe me vp agayne.
3 He shal sende fro heauen, & saue me fro the reprofe of him that wolde swalowe me vp.
3 Oh set me vp vpo an hye rocke. For thou art my hope, a stronge tower for me agaynst the enemie.
1 Delyuer me fro myne enemies (o my God) & defende me fro the yt ryse vp agaynst me.
7 Praysed be ye LORDE, for he hath herde the voyce of my humble peticio.
22 But the LORDE is my refuge, my God is the stregth of my confidece.
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.
14 The LORDE is my stregth, & my songe, & is become my saluacion.
1 Preserue me (o God) for in the do I trust.
10 Maye the dust geue thankes vnto ye? Or shal it declare thy faithfulnesse?
6 Sela. But my sayenge is vnto the LORDE: thou art my God, heare the voyce of my prayer o LORDE.
7 O LORDE God, thou strength of my health, thou hast couered my heade in ye daye of battayll.
2 He shal saye vnto ye LORDE: o my hope, & my stronge holde, my God, in who I wil trust.
3 Delyuer me (o my God) out of ye hade of the vngodly, out of the hande of the vnrightuous & cruell man.
13 Be thou exalted (LORDE) in thine owne strength, so wil we synge and prayse thy power.
12 And so thou hast turned my heuynesse into ioye: thou hast put of my sack cloth, & gyrded me wt gladnesse. That my honor might synge prayses vnto the wt out ceassynge: O LORDE my God, I wil geue thankes vnto the for euer.
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.
2 The LORDE is my strength, and my songe, and is become my saluacion. This is my God, I wil magnifie him: He is my fathers God, I wil exalte him.
12 Thorow God we shal do greate actes, for it is he that shal treade downe oure enemies.
28 Thou art my God, & I wil thanke the: thou art my God, and I wil prayse the.
20 Praysed be God, which hath not cast out my prayer, ner turned his mercy fro me.
22 & so wolde my soule, whom thou hast delyuered.
19 But be not thou farre fro me, o LORDE: thou art my sucoure, haist the to helpe me.
4 For thou art my stronge holde & my castell: O be thou my gyde, & lede me for thy names sake.
1 O God, my hert is ready to synge, & to geue prayse.
1 My songe shalbe of mercy and iudgment, yee vnto the (o LORDE) wil I synge.
19 The LORDE God is my strength, he shall make my fete as the fete of hertes: & he which geueth ye victory, shal bringe me to my hye places, synginge vpon my psalmes.
2 O marke the voyce of my peticion, my kynge & my God: for vnto the wil I make my prayer.
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)
2 He only is my stregth, my saluacion, my defence, so yt I shal not greatly fall.
35 God is wonderfull in his Sanctuary, he is the God of Israel, he will geue strength and power vnto his people. Blessed be God.
22 Haist the to helpe me, O LORDE my succoure.
4 That 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.
6 And now hath he lift vp my heade aboue myne enemies, that copassed me rounde aboute.
1 Helpe me (o God) for thy names sake, and delyuer me in thy stregth.