Psalms 118:18
The Lorde hath chastened me sore, but he hath not deliuered me to death.
The Lorde hath chastened me sore, but he hath not deliuered me to death.
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17 I shall not die, but liue, and declare the woorkes of the Lord.
19 Open ye vnto me the gates of righteousnes, that I may goe into them, & praise the Lord.
7 Returne vnto thy rest, O my soule: for the Lord hath bene beneficiall vnto thee,
8 Because thou hast deliuered my soule from death, mine eyes from teares, and my feete from falling.
9 I shall walke before the Lord in the lande of the liuing.
13 Thou hast thrust sore at me, that I might fall: but the Lord hath holpen me.
3 When the snares of death copassed me, and the griefes of the graue caught me: when I founde trouble and sorowe.
1 A Psalme of Dauid for remembrance. O Lorde, rebuke mee not in thine anger, neither chastise me in thy wrath.
13 Haue mercie vpon mee, O Lorde: consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate mee, thou that liftest me vp from the gates of death,
2 O Lorde my God, I cried vnto thee, and thou hast restored me.
3 O Lorde, thou hast brought vp my soule out of the graue: thou hast reuiued me from them that goe downe into the pit.
4 The sorowes of death compassed me, and the floods of wickednes made me afraide.
5 The sorowes of the graue haue compassed me about: the snares of death ouertooke me.
1 To him that excelleth on Neginoth vpon the eight tune. A Psalme of Dauid. O lord, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chastise me in thy wrath.
14 For dayly haue I bene punished, and chastened euery morning.
21 Because I kept the wayes of the Lord, and did not wickedly against my God.
5 For the pangs of death haue compassed me: the floods of vngodlinesse haue made mee afrayd.
6 The sorowes of the graue compassed mee about: the snares of death ouertooke mee.
7 I wil be glad and reioyce in thy mercie: for thou hast seene my trouble: thou hast knowen my soule in aduersities,
8 And thou hast not shut me vp in the hand of the enemie, but hast set my feete at large.
24 O Lorde, correct mee, but with iudgement, not in thine anger, least thou bring mee to nothing.
16 O Lord, to them that ouerliue them, and to all that are in them, the life of my spirite shalbe knowen, that thou causedst me to sleepe and hast giuen life to me.
12 Blessed is the man, whom thou chastisest, O Lord, and teachest him in thy Lawe,
2 They haue often times afflicted me fro my youth: but they could not preuaile against me.
19 He is also striken with sorow vpon his bed, and the griefe of his bones is sore,
22 For I kept the wayes of the Lorde, and did not wickedly against my God.
107 I am very sore afflicted: O Lord, quicken me according to thy word.
18 They preuented me in the day of my calamitie: but the Lord was my stay.
19 Great are the troubles of the righteous: but the Lord deliuereth him out of them all.
67 Before I was afflicted, I went astray: but nowe I keepe thy woorde.
50 It is my comfort in my trouble: for thy promes hath quickened me.
31 Surely it appertaineth vnto God to say, I haue pardoned, I will not destroy.
4 Mine heart trembleth within mee, and the terrours of death are fallen vpon me.
20 Behold, O Lorde, howe I am troubled: my bowels swell: mine heart is turned within me, for I am ful of heauinesse: the sword spoyleth abroad, as death doeth at home.
13 I should haue fainted, except I had beleeued to see the goodnes of the Lord in the land of the liuing.
15 Precious in the sight of the Lorde is the death of his Saintes.
18 But we will prayse the Lorde from henceforth and for euer. Prayse ye the Lord.
5 I called vpon the Lord in trouble, & the Lord heard me, and set me at large.
6 The Lorde is with mee: therefore I will not feare what man can doe vnto me.
21 I will praise thee: for thou hast heard mee, and hast beene my deliuerance.
22 Though I said in mine haste, I am cast out of thy sight, yet thou heardest the voyce of my prayer, when I cryed vnto thee.
11 Withdrawe not thou thy tender mercie from mee, O Lord: let thy mercie and thy trueth alway preserue me.
3 For the enemie hath persecuted my soule: he hath smitten my life downe to the earth: he hath layde me in the darkenes, as they that haue bene dead long agoe:
23 Surely I knowe that thou wilt bring mee to death, and to the house appoynted for all the liuing.
13 Stay thine anger from me, that I may recouer my strength, before I go hence and be not.
5 The Lorde is mercifull and righteous, and our God is full of compassion.
15 I am afflicted and at the point of death: from my youth I suffer thy terrours, doubting of my life.
6 I went downe to the bottome of the moutaines: the earth with her barres was about me for euer, yet hast thou brought vp my life from the pit, O Lorde my God.
1 I am the man, that hath seene affliction in the rod of his indignation.
10 I saide in the cutting off of my dayes, I shall goe to the gates of the graue: I am depriued of the residue of my yeeres.