Psalms 12:1
To him that excelleth vpon the eight tune. A Psalme of Dauid. Helpe Lord, for there is not a godly man left: for the faithfull are fayled from among the children of men.
To him that excelleth vpon the eight tune. A Psalme of Dauid. Helpe Lord, for there is not a godly man left: for the faithfull are fayled from among the children of men.
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12Giue vs helpe against trouble: for vaine is the helpe of man.
11Giue vs helpe against trouble: for vaine is the helpe of man.
2They speake deceitfully euery one with his neighbour, flattering with their lips, and speake with a double heart.
26Helpe me, O Lord my God: saue me according to thy mercie.
15Yea, trueth faileth, and hee that refraineth from euill, maketh himselfe a praye: and when the Lorde sawe it, it displeased him, that there was no iudgement.
2The good man is perished out of the earth, and there is none righteous among men: they all lye in wayte for blood: euery man hunteth his brother with a net.
11Be not farre from me, because trouble is neere: for there is none to helpe me.
21Forsake me not, O Lord: be not thou farre from me, my God.
22Haste thee to helpe mee, O my Lorde, my saluation.
1The righteous perisheth, and no man considereth it in heart: and mercifull men are taken away, and no man vnderstandeth that the righteous is taken away from the euill to come.
12Goe not farre from me, O God: my God, haste thee to helpe me.
1O Lorde, if I dispute with thee, thou art righteous: yet let mee talke with thee of thy iudgements: wherefore doeth the way of the wicked prosper? why are all they in wealth that rebelliously transgresse?
2Many say to my soule, There is no helpe for him in God. Selah.
1Michtam of Dauid. Preserue mee, O God: for in thee doe I trust.
10Heare, O Lorde, and haue mercy vpon me: Lord, be thou mine helper.
8The wicked walke on euery side: when they are exalted, it is a shame for the sonnes of men.
11Rescue me, and deliuer me from the hand of strangers, whose mouth talketh vanitie, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehoode:
3Put not your trust in princes, nor in the sonne of man, for there is none helpe in him.
16Who will rise vp with me against the wicked? or who will take my part against the workers of iniquitie?
2O ye sonnes of men, howe long will yee turne my glory into shame, louing vanitie, and seeking lyes? Selah.
3For be ye sure that the Lorde hath chosen to himselfe a godly man: the Lorde will heare when I call vnto him.
1A song of degrees. I will lift mine eyes vnto the mouuntaines, from whence mine helpe shall come.
2Mine helpe commeth from the Lord, which hath made the heauen and the earth.
49Lord, where are thy former mercies, which thou swarest vnto Dauid in thy trueth?
6For the Lorde knoweth the way of the righteous, & the way of the wicked shal perish.
18And I saide, My strength & mine hope is perished from the Lord,
12Arise, O Lorde God: lift vp thine hande: forget not the poore.
3The wordes of his mouth are iniquitie and deceit: hee hath left off to vnderstand and to doe good.
19But be thou not farre off, O Lorde, my strength: hasten to helpe me.
1To him that excelleth on Mahalath. A Psalme of Dauid to giue instruction. The foole hath saide in his heart, There is no God. they haue corrupted & done abominable wickednes: there is none that doeth good.
2God looked downe from heauen vpon the children of men, to see if there were any that would vnderstand, and seeke God.
9Hide not therefore thy face from mee, nor cast thy seruat away in displeasure: thou hast bene my succour: leaue me not, neither forsake mee, O God of my saluation.
10Mine heart panteth: my strength faileth me, and the light of mine eyes, euen they are not mine owne.
17Whiles we waited for our vaine helpe, our eyes failed: for in our waiting we looked for a nation that could not saue vs.
27For loe, they that withdrawe themselues from thee, shall perish: thou destroyest all them that goe a whoring from thee.
12They haue all gone out of the way: they haue bene made altogether vnprofitable: there is none that doeth good, no not one.
1To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid to put in remembrance. O God, haste thee to deliuer mee: make haste to helpe me, O Lord.
1To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid to giue instruction. When Doeg the Edomite came and shewed Saul, and saide to him, Dauid is come to the house of Abimelech. Why boastest thou thy selfe in thy wickednesse, O man of power? the louing kindenesse of God indureth dayly.
3All are gone out of the way: they are all corrupt: there is none that doeth good, no not one.
1Why standest thou farre off, O Lorde, and hidest thee in due time, euen in afflictio?
11Withdrawe not thou thy tender mercie from mee, O Lord: let thy mercie and thy trueth alway preserue me.
12For innumerable troubles haue compassed mee: my sinnes haue taken such holde vpon me, that I am not able to looke vp: yea, they are moe in nomber then the heares of mine head: therefore mine heart hath failed me.
3If thou, O Lord, straightly markest iniquities, O Lord, who shall stand?
10For my life is wasted with heauinesse, and my yeeres with mourning: my strength faileth for my paine, and my bones are consumed.
6Many men wil boast, euery one of his owne goodnes: but who can finde a faithfull man?
1Ivdge me, O God, and defend my cause against the vnmercifull people: deliuer mee from the deceitfull and wicked man.
3For the foundations are cast downe: what hath the righteous done?
123Mine eyes haue failed in waiting for thy saluation, and for thy iust promes.
9Saue Lord: let the King heare vs in the day that we call.
13Thou hast thrust sore at me, that I might fall: but the Lord hath holpen me.