Psalms 22:9
But thou didest draw me out of ye wombe: thou gauest me hope, euen at my mothers breasts.
But thou didest draw me out of ye wombe: thou gauest me hope, euen at my mothers breasts.
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10 I was cast vpon thee, euen from ye wombe: thou art my God from my mothers belly.
11 Be not farre from me, because trouble is neere: for there is none to helpe me.
5 For thou art mine hope, O Lord God, euen my trust from my youth.
6 Vpon thee haue I beene stayed from the wombe: thou art he that tooke me out of my mothers bowels: my praise shalbe alwaies of thee.
7 I am become as it were a monster vnto many: but thou art my sure trust.
13 For thou hast possessed my reines: thou hast couered me in my mothers wombe.
14 I will praise thee, for I am fearefully and wonderously made: marueilous are thy workes, and my soule knoweth it well.
15 My bones are not hid from thee, though I was made in a secret place, and facioned beneath in the earth.
16 Thine eyes did see me, when I was without forme: for in thy booke were all things written, which in continuance were facioned, when there was none of them before.
17 Because he hath not slaine me, euen from the wombe, or that my mother might haue bene my graue, or her wobe a perpetual conception.
18 How is it, that I came forth of the wombe, to see labour and sorowe, that my dayes shoulde be consumed with shame?
8 He trusted in the Lorde, let him deliuer him: let him saue him, seeing he loueth him.
1 Heare yee me, O yles, and hearken, yee people from farre. The Lorde hath called me from the wombe, and made mention of my name from my mothers bellie.
2 And hee hath made my mouth like a sharpe sworde: vnder the shadowe of his hande hath he hid mee, and made me a chosen shafte, and hid me in his quiuer,
18 (For from my youth hee hath growen vp with me as with a father, and from my mothers wombe I haue bene a guide vnto her)
10 Because it shut not vp the dores of my mothers wombe: nor hid sorowe from mine eyes.
11 Why died I not in the birth? or why dyed I not, when I came out of the wombe?
12 Why did the knees preuent me? and why did I sucke the breasts?
3 Heare ye me, O house of Iaakob, & all that remaine of the house of Israel, which are borne of me from the wombe, and brought vp of me from the birth.
18 Wherfore then hast thou brought me out of the wombe? Oh that I had perished, and that none eye had seene me!
19 And that I were as I had not bene, but brought from the wombe to the graue!
10 Though my father and my mother shoulde forsake me, yet the Lorde will gather me vp.
15 He that hath made me in the wombe, hath he not made him? hath not he alone facioned vs in the wombe?
5 Before I formed thee in the wombe, I knewe thee, and before thou camest out of the wombe, I sanctified thee, and ordeined thee to be a Prophet vnto the nations.
14 But I trusted in thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my God.
5 Beholde, I was borne in iniquitie, and in sinne hath my mother conceiued me.
17 He sent from aboue, and tooke me: hee drewe me out of many waters.
10 Hast thou not powred me out as milke? & turned me to cruds like cheese?
11 Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and ioyned me together with bones and sinewes.
8 Thine handes haue made me, and fashioned mee wholy rounde about, and wilt thou destroy me?
16 He hath sent downe from aboue and taken mee: hee hath drawen mee out of many waters.
16 Or why was I not hid, as an vntimely birth, either as infants, which haue not seene the light?
2 Out of the mouth of babes & suckelings hast thou ordeined strength, because of thine enemies, that thou mightest still the enemie and the auenger.
3 For I was my fathers sonne, tender and deare in the sight of my mother,
15 Can a woman forget her childe, & not haue compassion on the sonne of her wombe? Though they should forget, yet wil I not forget thee.
2 Thus sayeth the Lorde, that made thee, and formed thee from the wombe: he wil helpe thee. Feare not, O Iaakob, my seruaunt, and thou righteous, whome I haue chosen.
20 And brought me foorth into a large place: he deliuered me, because he fauoured me.
25 Before the mountaines were setled: and before the hilles, was I begotten.
4 And in thy natiuitie whe thou wast borne, thy nauell was not cut: thou wast not washed in water to soften thee: thou wast not salted with salt, nor swadled in cloutes.
5 None eye pitied thee to do any of these vnto thee, for to haue compassion vpon thee, but thou wast cast out in the open fielde to the contempt of thy person in ye day that thou wast borne.
8 Yet thou heardest them not, neither diddest know them, neither yet was thine eare opened of olde: for I knewe that thou wouldest grieuously transgresse: therefore haue I called thee a transgressour from the wombe.
4 Our fathers trusted in thee: they trusted, and thou didest deliuer them.
19 Hee brought mee foorth also into a large place: hee deliuered mee because hee fauoured me.
1 Michtam of Dauid. Preserue mee, O God: for in thee doe I trust.
1 Oh that thou werest as my brother that sucked the brestes of my mother: I would finde thee without, I would kisse thee, then they should not despise thee.
26 He shall cry vnto mee, Thou art my Father, my God and the rocke of my saluation.
2 Surely I haue behaued my selfe, like one wained from his mother, and kept silence: I am in my selfe as one that is wained.
49 And rescueth me from mine enemies: (thou also hast lift me vp from them that rose against me, thou hast deliuered me from the cruell man.
22 Thou hast called as in a solemne daye my terrours rounde about, so that in the day of the Lordes wrath none escaped nor remained: those that I haue nourished and brought vp, hath mine enemie consumed.
4 Drawe mee out of the nette, that they haue layde priuilie for mee: for thou art my strength.