Psalms 88:13
Vnto the I crie (o LORDE) and early cometh my prayer before the.
Vnto the I crie (o LORDE) and early cometh my prayer before the.
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2 O marke the voyce of my peticion, my kynge & my God: for vnto the wil I make my prayer.
3 Heare my voyce by tymes (o LORDE) for early in the morninge wil I gett me vnto the, yee & yt wt diligece.
1 O Lorde God my Sauyor, I crie daye & night before the: Oh let my prayer entre in to thy presence, encline thine eare vnto my callynge.
2 For my soule is full of trouble, & my life draweth nye vnto hell.
147 Early in ye mornynge do I crie vnto the, for in thy worde is my trust.
148 Myne eyes preuete ye night watches, yt I might be occupied in thy wordes.
14 LORDE, why puttest thou awaye my soule? Wherfore hydest thou thy face fro me?
1 Lorde, I call vpon the: haist the vnto me, and consider my voyce, whe I crie vnto the.
2 Let my prayer be set forth in thy sight as the incese, and let the liftinge vp of my hades be an euenynge sacrifice.
12 Maye thy wonderous workes be knowne in the darcke, or thy righteousnes in the londe where all thinges are forgotte?
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.
8 The cried I vnto ye (O LORDE) yee vnto ye LORDE made I my prayer.
17 It is he that delyuereth my soule in peace, from them that laye waite for me: for they are many agaynst me.
1 Heare my prayer (o LORDE) and let my criege come vnto the.
2 Hyde not thy face fro me in the tyme of my trouble: enclyne thine eares vnto me when I call, O heare me, and that right soone.
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.
1 Ovt of the depe call I vnto the (o LORDE) LORDE heare my voyce.
2 Oh let thine eares considre well the voyce of my complaynte.
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,
1 Unto the wil I crie, o my stronge defence: thinke no scorne of me, lest (yf thou make the as though thou herdest not) I become like them, that go downe into ye pytte.
9 My sight fayleth for very trouble: LORDE, I call daylie vpo the, and stretch out my hondes vnto the.
3 Be mercifull vnto me (o LORDE) for I call daylie vpon the.
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.
1 I crie vnto the LORDE with my voyce, yee eue vnto the LORDE do I make my supplicacion. I poure out my complaynte before him, and shewe him of my trouble.
2 O my God, I crie in the daye tyme, but thou hearest not: and in the night season also I take no rest.
9 The LORDE hath herde myne humble peticio, the LORDE hath receaued my prayer.
6 For vnto the I crie, heare me o God: enclyne thine eares to me, and herke vnto my wordes.
8 Herke vnto my voyce (O LORDE) when I crie vnto the: haue mercy vpon me & heare me.
15 For in the (O LORDE) is my trust, thou shalt heare me, O LORDE my God.
1 Heare my prayer (o LORDE) considre my desyre: answere me for thy treuth & rightuousnesse sake.
56 Thou hast herde my voyce, & hast not turned awaye thine eares fro my sighinge and crienge.
6 Geue eare LORDE vnto my prayer, and pondre my humble desyre.
7 In the tyme of my trouble I call vpon the, for thou hearest me.
6 Sela. But my sayenge is vnto the LORDE: thou art my God, heare the voyce of my prayer o LORDE.
28 But turne the vnto the prayer of thy seruaunt, and to his supplicacion (O LORDE my God) that thou mayest heare the thankesgeuynge and prayer, which thy seruaunt maketh before the this daye,
9 LORDE, thou knowest all my desyre, & my gronynge is not hyd from the.
1 How longe wilt thou forget me, o LORDE? for euer? how longe wilt thou hyde thy face fro me?
2 O LORDE my God, I cried vnto the, and thou hast healed me.
170 Oh let my supplicacio come before the, delyuer me acordinge to thy promyse.
3 Oure my?dedes preuayle agaynst vs, oh be thou mercyfull vnto oure synnes.
6 So he herde my voyce out off his holy teple, & my coplaynte came before hi, yee eue into his eares.
8 Sela. My hert is ready (o God) my hert is ready, to synge and geue prayse.
1 Heare my crienge (o God) geue hede vnto my prayer.
13 But LORDE, I made my prayer vnto the in an acceptable tyme:
2 To tell of thy louynge kyndnesse early in the mornynge, and of thy trueth in the night season.
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.
12 Sela. Heare my prayer o LORDE, and considre my callinge: shewe not thy self as though thou sawest not my teares. For I am a straunger and pilgrymme with the, as all my forefathers were.
29 For thou O LORDE art my lanterne. The LORDE shal lighte my darknesse.
13 Haue mercy vpo me (o LORDE) considre the trouble that I am in amoge myne enemies, thou that liftest me vp from ye gates of death.