Psalms 71:7
Oh let my mouth be fylled with thy prayse & honoure all the daye loge.
Oh let my mouth be fylled with thy prayse & honoure all the daye loge.
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5 I haue leaned vpo ye euer sens I was borne, thou art he that toke me out of my mothers wombe, therfore is my prayse allwaye of the.
6 I am become a wonder vnto the multitude, but my sure trust is in the.
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 Be thou my stronge holde (where vnto I maye allwaye fle) thou that hast promised to helpe me: for thou art my house of defence & my castell.
3 Delyuer me (o my God) out of ye hade of the vngodly, out of the hande of the vnrightuous & cruell man.
3 Oh set me vp vpo an hye rocke. For thou art my hope, a stronge tower for me agaynst the enemie.
9 But thou art he that toke me out of my mothers wobe: thou wast my hope, when I hanged yet vpon my mothers brestes.
10 I haue bene left vnto the euer sence I was borne, thou art my God, eue fro my mothers wombe.
17 Thy rightuousnes (o God) is very hie, thou that doest greate thinges: o God, who is like vnto the?
2 He shal saye vnto ye LORDE: o my hope, & my stronge holde, my God, in who I wil trust.
14 I am clene forgotten and out of mynde, as a deed man: I am become like a broken vessell.
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.
13 I wil geue thakes vnto the, for I am woderously made: maruelous are thy workes, and that my soule knoweth right well.
14 My bones are not hyd from the, though I be made secretly, and fashioned beneth in the earth.
15 Thine eyes se myne vnparfitnesse, they stonde all writte i thy boke:
1 Preserue me (o God) for in the do I trust.
7 In God is my health, my glory, my might, & in God is my trust.
2 I wil prayse ye LORDE & call vpon him, so shal I be safe fro myne enemies.
3 be thou my stronge rocke and a house of defence, that thou mayest saue me.
4 For thou art my stronge holde & my castell: O be thou my gyde, & lede me for thy names sake.
1 O Lorde my God, in ye do I trust: saue me fro all the yt persecute me, & delyuer me.
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.
7 Shewe yi maruelous louinge kindnesse, thou that sauest them which put their trust in the, from soch as resist thy right honde.
7 But as soone as thou turnedest thy face fro me, I was brought in feare.
22 But the LORDE is my refuge, my God is the stregth of my confidece.
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.
21 O how greate and manifolde is thy good, which thou haist hyd for them that feare ye? O what thinges bringest thou to passe for them, that put their trust in the, euen before the sonnes of men?
22 Thou hydest them priuely by thine owne presence from the proude men, thou kepest them secretly in thy tabernacle, from the strife of tonges.
5 Cosidre my complaynte, for I am brought very lowe.
8 Cast me not awaye in myne olde age, forsake me not when my strength fayleth me.
9 For thou LORDE art my hope, thou hast set thy house of defence very hye.
19 Thou hast brought me to greate honoure, & comforted me on euery syde.
20 Therfore wil I prayse the & thy faithfulnesse (o God) playege vpon the lute, vnto the wil I synge vpon the harpe. o thou holy one of Israel.
21 My lippes wolde fayne synge prayses vnto 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.
35 Thou hast geue me the defence of thy health, thy right hande vpholdeth me, and thy louynge correccion maketh me greate.
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.
7 Praysed be ye LORDE, for he hath herde the voyce of my humble peticio.
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.
7 I hate them that holde of vanities, and my trust is in the LORDE.
3 Neuerthelesse, whe I am afrayed, I put my trust in the.
1 In the, O LORDE, is my trust: let me neuer be put to cofucion, but delyuer me in thy rightuousnesse.
7 In my bedde wil I remembre ye, & whe I wake, my talkynge shalbe of the.
12 Thou hast vpholden me because of my innocency, and set me before thy face for euer.
23 Neuerthelesse, I am allwaye by the, thou holdest me by my right hande.
17 He delyuered me fro my stronge enemies, and fro my foes which were to mightie for me.
3 Sela But thou (o LORDE) art my defender, my worshipe, ad the lifter vp of my heade.
2 he hath made my mouth like a sharpe swerde, vnder ye shadowe of his honde hath he defended me, and hyd me in his quyuer, as a good arowe,
1 Lorde, thou art oure refuge from one generacion to another.