Psalms 94:18
When I sayde: my fote hath slipped, thy mercy (o LORDE) helde me vp.
When I sayde: my fote hath slipped, thy mercy (o LORDE) helde me vp.
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35 Thou hast geue me the defence of thy health, thy right hande vpholdeth me, and thy louynge correccion maketh me greate.
36 Thou hast made rowme ynough vnder me for to go, that my fote steppes shulde not slyde.
37 Thou hast enlarged my goinge vnder me, and myne ankles haue not slyded.
5 Oh ordre thou my goynges in thy pathes, that my fote steppes slippe not.
17 Yf the LORDE had not helped me, my soule had allmost bene put to sylence.
2 Neuerthelesse my fete were allmost gone, my treadinges had wel nye slipte.
16 My desyre is, yt myne enemies triumphe not ouer me: for yf my fote slippe, they reioyse greatly against me.
17 I am redy to suffre trouble, and my heuynesse is euer in my sight.
19 In ye multitude of the sorowes that I had in my herte, thy comfortes haue refreshed my soule.
8 And why? thou hast delyuered my soule from death, myne eyes from teares, and my fete from fallinge.
13 They thrust at me, that I might fall, but the LORDE was my helpe.
11 Turne not thou thy mercy fro me o LORDE, but let thy louynge kyndnesse and treuth allwaye preserue me.
9 For thou (o God) hast proued vs, thou hast tried vs like as syluer is tried.
26 That they maye knowe, how that this is thy hande, and that thou hast done it.
7 I hate them that holde of vanities, and my trust is in the LORDE.
8 I will be glad and reioyse in thy mercy: for thou hast considred my trouble, thou hast knowne my soule in aduersite.
18 They preuented me in the tyme of my trouble, but ye LORDE was my defence.
11 Neuertheles my fete kepe his path, his hye strete haue I holden, and not gone out of it.
117 Holde thou me vp, & I shall be safe: yee I shal euer be talkynge of thy statutes.
14 I am clene forgotten and out of mynde, as a deed man: I am become like a broken vessell.
13 For thou hast delyuered my soule fro death, & my fete fro fallinge, yt I maye walke before God in ye light of ye lyuynge.
1 Be thou my iudge (O LORDE) for I walke innocently: my trust is in the LORDE, therfore shall I not fall.
19 They ouertoke me in the tyme of my trouble, but the LORDE was my succoure.
76 O let thy mercifull kyndnesse be my comforte, acordinge to the promyse that thou hast made vnto thy seruaunt.
10 Maye the dust geue thankes vnto ye? Or shal it declare thy faithfulnesse?
26 For the LORDE shal be besyde the, & kepe thy fote yt thou be not taken.
15 Myne eyes are euer lokynge vnto the LORDE, for he shal plucke my fete out of ye nett.
5 Gracious is ye LORDE & rightuous, yee oure God is mercifull.
6 The LORDE preserueth ye symple, I was brought downe, and he helped me.
1 Preserue me (o God) for in the do I trust.
24 Though he fall, he shal not be hurte, for the LORDE vpholdeth him wt his hade.
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.
13 For greate is thy mercy towarde me, thou hast delyuered my soule from ye nethermost hell.
3 I loke vpon my right honde & se, there is no man that wil knowe me. I haue no place to fle vnto, no man careth for my soule.
11 But as for me I will walke innocently: O delyuer me, and be mercifull vnto me.
12 My fote stondeth right: I wil prayse the (O LORDE) in the congregacions.
4 Thy wordes haue set vp those that were fallen, thou hast refresshed the weake knees.
23 Then shalt thou walke safely in yi waye, & thy fote shal not stomble.
23 Neuerthelesse, I am allwaye by the, thou holdest me by my right hande.
18 The LORDE hath chastened & correcte me, but he hath not geuen me ouer vnto death.
2 He brought me out of the horrible pitte, out of the myre and claye: he set my fete vpo the rocke, and ordred my goinges.
41 Let thy louynge mercy come vnto me (o LORDE) and thy sauynge health acordinge vnto thy worde.
5 But my trust is in thy mercy, and my hert is ioyfull in thy sauynge health.
33 He hath made my fete like hartes fete, and set me vp an hye.
7 When my soule faynted within me, I thought vpon the LORDE: and my prayer came in vnto the, euen in to thy holy temple.
8 For thou hast bene my helper, & vnder the shadowe of yi wynges wil I reioyse.
22 Let thy mercifull kyndnesse (o LORDE) be vpon vs, like as we put oure trust in the.
8 The LORDE shal make good for me, yee thy mercy (o LORDE) endureth for euer: despyse not then the worke of thine owne handes.
34 He hath made my fete like hartes fete, & hath set me vp an hye.
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.