Psalms 51:12
Restore to me the ioy of thy saluation, and stablish me with thy free Spirit.
Restore to me the ioy of thy saluation, and stablish me with thy free Spirit.
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7Purge me with hyssope, & I shalbe cleane: wash me, and I shalbe whiter then snowe.
8Make me to heare ioye and gladnes, that the bones, which thou hast broken, may reioyce.
9Hide thy face from my sinnes, and put away all mine iniquities.
10Create in mee a cleane heart, O God, and renue a right spirit within me.
11Cast mee not away from thy presence, and take not thine holy Spirit from me.
13Then shall I teache thy wayes vnto the wicked, and sinners shalbe conuerted vnto thee.
14Deliuer me from blood, O God, which art the God of my saluation, and my tongue shall sing ioyfully of thy righteousnes.
11Withdrawe not thou thy tender mercie from mee, O Lord: let thy mercie and thy trueth alway preserue me.
10Teach me to doe thy will, for thou art my God: let thy good Spirit leade me vnto the land of righteousnes.
11Quicken me, O Lord, for thy Names sake, and for thy righteousnesse bring my soule out of trouble.
6Wilt thou not turne againe & quicken vs, that thy people may reioyce in thee?
7Shew vs thy mercie, O Lord, and graunt vs thy saluation.
9Then my soule shalbe ioyfull in the Lord: it shall reioyce in his saluation.
1To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. The King shall reioyce in thy stregth, O Lord: yea how greatly shal he reioyce in thy saluatio!
28Thou hast shewed me the waies of life, & shalt make me full of ioy with thy countenance.
1To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid, when the Prophet Nathan came vnto him, after he had gone in to Bath-sheba. Haue mercie vpon me, O God, according to thy louing kindnes: according to the multitude of thy compassions put away mine iniquities.
2Wash me throughly from mine iniquitie, and clense me from my sinne.
13Let it please thee, O Lorde, to deliuer mee: make haste, O Lord, to helpe me.
5Why 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.
5But I trust in thy mercie: mine heart shall reioyce in thy saluation:
5Into thine hand I commend my spirit: for thou hast redeemed me, O Lord God of trueth.
10Heare, O Lorde, and haue mercy vpon me: Lord, be thou mine helper.
11Thou hast turned my mourning into ioy: thou hast loosed my sacke and girded mee with gladnesse.
13Stay thine anger from me, that I may recouer my strength, before I go hence and be not.
7I wil be glad and reioyce in thy mercie: for thou hast seene my trouble: thou hast knowen my soule in aduersities,
28My soule melteth for heauinesse: raise mee vp according vnto thy worde.
23My lippes will reioyce when I sing vnto thee, and my soule, which thou hast deliuered.
12Thou hast giuen me life, & grace: & thy visitation hath preserued my spirit.
4And my spirit was in perplexitie in me, and mine heart within me was amased.
16O 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.
41Vav. And let thy louing kindnesse come vnto me, O Lorde, and thy saluation according to thy promesse.
8Because thou hast deliuered my soule from death, mine eyes from teares, and my feete from falling.
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.
16Turne thy face vnto mee, and haue mercie vpon me: for I am desolate and poore.
17The sorowes of mine heart are enlarged: drawe me out of my troubles.
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.
4Returne, O Lord: deliuer my soule: saue me for thy mercies sake.
12And as for me, thou vpholdest me in mine integritie, & doest set me before thy face for euer.
14That I may shewe all thy praises within the gates of the daughter of Zion, and reioyce in thy saluation.
21Thou wilt increase mine honour, & returne and comfort me.
20And brought me foorth into a large place: he deliuered me, because he fauoured me.
13Keepe thy seruant also from presumptuous sinnes: let them not reigne ouer me: so shall I be vpright, & made cleane fro much wickednes.
2For thou art the God of my strength: why hast thou put me away? why goe I so mourning, when the enemie oppresseth me?
3Sende thy light and thy trueth: let them leade mee: let them bring mee vnto thine holy Mountaine and to thy Tabernacles.
25Daleth. My soule cleaueth to the dust: quicken me according to thy worde.
50It is my comfort in my trouble: for thy promes hath quickened me.
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.
11But I will walke in mine innocencie: redeeme me therefore, and be mercifull vnto me.
11Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is the fulnesse of ioy: and at thy right hand there are pleasures for euermore.
2Rescue mee and deliuer me in thy righteousnes: incline thine eare vnto me and saue me.