Psalms 66:18
(Yff I enclyne vnto wickednes with my herte, ye LORDE wil not heare me.)
(Yff I enclyne vnto wickednes with my herte, ye LORDE wil not heare me.)
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19 Therfore God hath herde me, ad considred the voyce off my prayer.
20 Praysed be God, which hath not cast out my prayer, ner turned his mercy fro me.
2 Oh let thine eares considre well the voyce of my complaynte.
3 Yf thou (LORDE) wilt be extreme to marcke what is done amysse, Oh LORDE, who maye abyde it?
2 But yor my?dedes haue separated you from yor God, & yor synnes hyde his face from you, yt he heareth you not.
3 Oure my?dedes preuayle agaynst vs, oh be thou mercyfull vnto oure synnes.
6 Geue eare LORDE vnto my prayer, and pondre my humble desyre.
6 For vnto the I crie, heare me o God: enclyne thine eares to me, and herke vnto my wordes.
16 Sela. O come hither and herke (all ye that feare God) I wil tell you, what he hath done for my soule.
17 I called vnto hi wt my mouth and gaue him prayses with my tuge.
3 O LORDE my God, yff I haue done eny soch thinge: yf there be eny vnrightuousnes in my hades:
1 Heare ye right (O LORDE) cosidre my coplaynte: herken vnto my prayer, that goeth not out of a fayned mouth.
11 Thy wordes haue I hyd within my herte, yt I shulde not synne agaynst the.
8 Awaye fro me all ye wicked doers, for the LORDE hath herde the voyce off my wepinge.
9 The LORDE hath herde myne humble peticio, the LORDE hath receaued my prayer.
14 Wherfore didest thou kepe me, when I synned, and hast not clensed me fro myne offence?
18 For I cofesse my wickednesse, & my synne greueth me.
1 My hert sheweth me the wickednesse of the vngodly, that there is no feare of God before his eyes.
13 But yf a man call vpon God, doth not he heare him? Doth not the Almightie accepte his crie?
1 Heare my crienge (o God) geue hede vnto my prayer.
1 Heare my prayer (o LORDE) considre my desyre: answere me for thy treuth & rightuousnesse sake.
9 He that turneth awaye his eare from hearinge ye lawe, his prayer shalbe abhorred.
14 yf thou woldest put awaye the wickednesse, which thou hast in honde, so that no vngodlynesse dwelt in thy house:
32 Yf I haue gone amysse, enfourme me: yf I haue done wronge, I wil leaue of.
6 So he herde my voyce out off his holy teple, & my coplaynte came before hi, yee eue into his eares.
17 Howbeit there is no wickednesse in my hondes, and my prayer is clene.
14 But praye not thou for this people, byd nether prayse ner prayer for them: for though they crie vnto me in their trouble, yet will I not heare them.
27 Soch a respecte hath he vnto me. Therfore let a man cofesse, (& saye:) I offended, but he hath chastened & refourmed me: I dyd vnrightuously, neuerthelesse he hath not recopensed me therafter.
29 The LORDE is farre from the vngodly, but he heareth ye prayer of the rightuous.
9 Turne thy face fro my synnes, and put out all my my?dedes.
8 Now hast thou spoken in myne eares, & I haue herde ye voyce of thy wordes:
2 Heare my prayer (o God) considre the wordes of my mouth.
3 Thou hast proued & visited myne herte in the night season: thou hast tried me in the fyre, & hast founde no wickednes in me: for I vtterly purposed, that my mouth shulde not offende.
3 For I knowlege my fautes, and my synne is euer before me.
5 Therfore I confessed my synne vnto the, and hyd not myne vnrightuousnesse.
14 I am become as a man that heareth not, and that can make no resistaunce wt his mouth.
15 For in the (O LORDE) is my trust, thou shalt heare me, O LORDE my God.
6 For they regarde not the workes of the LORDE, ner the operacion of his hades: therfore shal he breake them downe, and not buylde them vp.
1 Heare my prayer (o LORDE) and let my criege come vnto the.
18 Lest ye LORDE (when he seyth it) be angrie, & turne his wrath from him vnto the.
1 Heare my prayer (o God) and hyde not thy self fro my peticion. Take hede vnto me and heare me, how piteously I mourne & coplayne.
2 The enemie crieth so, & the vngodly commeth on so fast: for they are mynded to do me some myschefe, so maliciously are they set agaynst me.
1 When I am in trouble, I call vpon ye LORDE, & he answereth me.
2 Blessed is the man, vnto whom the LORDE imputeth no synne, in whose sprete there is no gyle.
17 Heare my wordes, and pondre my sayenges with youre eares.
1 I am wel pleased, yt the LORDE hath herde ye voyce of my prayer.
18 Loke vpon my aduersite and misery, and forgeue me all my synnes.
23 Trye me (o God) and seke the grounde of myne hert: proue me, & examen my thoughtes.
6 that thou makest soch inquisicion for my wickednesse, and searchest out my synne?
2 For my soule is full of trouble, & my life draweth nye vnto hell.