Psalms 42:5
Why art thou cast downe, my soule, and vnquiet within me? waite on God: for I will yet giue him thankes for the helpe of his presence.
Why art thou cast downe, my soule, and vnquiet within me? waite on God: for I will yet giue him thankes for the helpe of his presence.
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6My God, my soule is cast downe within me, because I remember thee, from the land of Iorden, and Hermonim, and from the mount Mizar.
7One deepe calleth another deepe by the noyse of thy water spoutes: all thy waues and thy floods are gone ouer me.
8The Lorde will graunt his louing kindenesse in the day, and in the night shall I sing of him, euen a prayer vnto the God of my life.
9I wil say vnto God, which is my rocke, Why hast thou forgotten mee? why goe I mourning, when the enemie oppresseth me?
10My bones are cut asunder, while mine enemies reproch me, saying dayly vnto me, Where is thy God?
11Why art thou cast downe, my soule? and why art thou disquieted within mee? waite on God: for I wil yet giue him thankes: he is my present helpe, and my God.
4Then wil I go vnto the altar of God, euen vnto the God of my ioy & gladnes: and vpon the harpe wil I giue thanks vnto thee, O God, my God.
5Why art thou cast downe, my soule? and why art thou disquieted within mee? waite on God: for I will yet giue him thankes, he is my present helpe, and my God.
2For thou art the God of my strength: why hast thou put me away? why goe I so mourning, when the enemie oppresseth me?
1To him that excelleth. A Psalme to giue instruction, committed to the sonnes of Korah. As the harte brayeth for the riuers of water, so panteth my soule after thee, O God.
2My soule thirsteth for God, euen for the liuing God: when shall I come and appeare before the presence of God?
3My teares haue bin my meate day & night, while they dayly say vnto me, Where is thy God?
4When I remembred these things, I powred out my very heart, because I had gone with the multitude, and ledde them into the House of God with the voyce of singing, and prayse, as a multitude that keepeth a feast.
4And my spirit was in perplexitie in me, and mine heart within me was amased.
14Lorde, why doest thou reiect my soule, and hidest thy face from me?
5Yet my soule keepe thou silence vnto God: for mine hope is in him.
7And now Lord, what wait I for? mine hope is euen in thee.
3My soule is also sore troubled: but Lorde how long wilt thou delay?
1To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. Howe long wilt thou forget me, O Lord, for euer? howe long wilt thou hide thy face from me?
2How long shall I take counsell within my selfe, hauing wearinesse dayly in mine heart? how long shall mine enemie be exalted aboue me?
2Many say to my soule, There is no helpe for him in God. Selah.
14But I will waite continually, and will praise thee more and more.
2In the day of my trouble I sought ye Lord: my sore ranne and ceased not in the night: my soule refused comfort.
3I did thinke vpon God, & was troubled: I praied, and my spirit was full of anguish. Selah.
1A Psalme of Dauid. Vnto thee, O Lorde, lift I vp my soule.
7I wil be glad and reioyce in thy mercie: for thou hast seene my trouble: thou hast knowen my soule in aduersities,
7Returne vnto thy rest, O my soule: for the Lord hath bene beneficiall vnto thee,
1Prayse ye the Lorde. Prayse thou the Lord, O my soule.
4Then I saide, I am cast away out of thy sight: yet will I looke againe towarde thine holy Temple.
5I haue waited on the Lord: my soule hath waited, and I haue trusted in his worde.
7When my soule fainted within me, I remembred the Lorde: and my prayer came vnto thee, into thine holy Temple.
15For on thee, O Lord, do I waite: thou wilt heare me, my Lord, my God.
1To him that excelleth vpon Aiieleth Hasshahar. A Psalme of Dauid. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me, and art so farre from mine health, and from the wordes of my roaring?
12Restore to me the ioy of thy saluation, and stablish me with thy free Spirit.
20My soule hath them in remembrance, and is humbled in me.
21I consider this in mine heart: therefore haue I hope.
1To him that excelleth. Destroy not. A Psalme of Dauid on Michtam. When he fled from Saul in the caue. Haue mercie vpon me, O God, haue mercie vpon me: for my soule trusteth in thee, and in the shadowe of thy wings wil I trust, till these afflictions ouerpasse.
24The Lorde is my portion, sayth my soule: therefore wil I hope in him.
17Thus my soule was farre off from peace: I forgate prosperitie,
18And I saide, My strength & mine hope is perished from the Lord,
10Heare, O Lorde, and haue mercy vpon me: Lord, be thou mine helper.
19In the multitude of my thoughts in mine heart, thy comfortes haue reioyced my soule.
20Which hast shewed me great troubles and aduersities, but thou wilt returne, and reuiue me, and wilt come againe, and take mee vp from the depth of the earth.
18I would haue comforted my selfe against sorowe, but mine heart is heauie in me.
16Turne thy face vnto mee, and haue mercie vpon me: for I am desolate and poore.
11Quicken me, O Lord, for thy Names sake, and for thy righteousnesse bring my soule out of trouble.
5Then cryed I vnto thee, O Lord, and sayde, thou art mine hope, and my portion in the land of the liuing.
10Because of thine indignation and thy wrath: for thou hast heaued me vp, and cast me downe.
1To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. In the Lorde put I my trust: howe say yee then to my soule, Flee to your mountaine as a birde?
1To the excellent musician Ieduthun. A Psalme of Dauid. Yet my soule keepeth silence vnto God: of him commeth my saluation.