Psalms 55:7
Beholde, I woulde take my flight farre off, and lodge in the wildernes. Selah.
Beholde, I woulde take my flight farre off, and lodge in the wildernes. Selah.
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5Feare and trembling are come vpon mee, and an horrible feare hath couered me.
6And I said, Oh that I had wings like a doue: then would I flie away and rest.
8Hee would make haste for my deliuerance from the stormie winde and tempest.
5Woe is to me that I remaine in Meschech, and dwell in the tentes of Kedar.
6I am like a pelicane of the wildernesse: I am like an owle of the deserts.
7I watch and am as a sparrowe alone vpon the house top.
4I will dwell in thy Tabernacle for euer, and my trust shall be vnder the couering of thy wings. Selah.
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?
2Oh, that I had in the wildernes a cottage of wayfaring men, that I might leaue my people, and go from them: for they be all adulterers & an assembly of rebels,
7Whither shall I goe from thy Spirite? or whither shall I flee from thy presence?
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.
9Let mee take the winges of the morning, and dwell in the vttermost parts of the sea:
4Then I saide, I am cast away out of thy sight: yet will I looke againe towarde thine holy Temple.
5The waters compassed me about vnto the soule: the depth closed me rounde about, and the weedes were wrapt about mine head.
13Oh that thou wouldest hide me in the graue, and keepe me secret, vntill thy wrath were past, and wouldest giue me terme, and remember me.
15Therefore my soule chuseth rather to be strangled and to die, then to be in my bones.
16I abhorre it, I shall not liue alway: spare me then, for my dayes are but vanitie.
7O God, when thou wentest forth before thy people: when thou wentest through the wildernesse, (Selah)
8As a bird that wandreth from her nest, so is a man that wandreth from his owne place.
4And my spirit was in perplexitie in me, and mine heart within me was amased.
3Would God yet I knew how to finde him, I would enter vnto his place.
8But I would inquire at God, and turne my talke vnto God:
11Therefore I will not spare my mouth, but will speake in the trouble of my spirite, and muse in the bitternesse of my minde.
5For in the time of trouble hee shall hide mee in his Tabernacle: in the secrete place of his pauillion shall he hide me, and set me vp vpon a rocke.
18I would haue comforted my selfe against sorowe, but mine heart is heauie in me.
13For so shoulde I now haue lyen and bene quiet, I should haue slept then, and bene at rest,
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.
23I depart like the shadowe that declineth, and am shaken off as the grashopper.
14Like a crane or a swallow, so did I chatter: I did mourne as a doue: mine eies were lift vp on high: O Lord, it hath oppressed me, comfort me.
15What shall I say? for he hath said it to me, and he hath done it: I shall walke weakely all my yeeres in the bitternesse of my soule.
5I would knowe the wordes, that he would answere me, & would vnderstand what he would say vnto me.
20Are not my dayes fewe? let him cease, and leaue off from me, that I may take a litle comfort,
7Thou art my secret place: thou preseruest me from trouble: thou compassest me about with ioyfull deliuerance. Selah.
6I stretch forth mine hands vnto thee: my soule desireth after thee, as the thirstie land. Selah.
27If I say, I wil forget my complaynt, I will cease from my wrath, and comfort mee,
19Howe long will it be yer thou depart from me? thou wilt not let me alone whiles I may swallowe my spettle.
25I behelde, and loe, there was no man, and all the birdes of the heauen were departed.
6They haue layd a net for my steps: my soule is pressed downe: they haue digged a pit before me, and are fallen into the mids of it. Selah.
7There the righteous might reason with him, so I shoulde be deliuered for euer from my Iudge.
4I looked vpon my right hand, and beheld, but there was none that would knowe me: all refuge failed me, and none cared for my soule.
17Thus my soule was farre off from peace: I forgate prosperitie,
1Wo is me, for I am as the sommer gatherings, and as the grapes of the vintage: there is no cluster to eate: my soule desired the first ripe fruites.
22Though 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.
5Then let the enemie persecute my soule and take it: yea, let him treade my life downe vpon the earth, and lay mine honour in the dust. Selah.
28I went mourning without sunne: I stood vp in the congregation and cryed.
15If I say, I will iudge thus, beholde the generation of thy children: I haue trespassed.
4When they wandered in the desert and wildernesse out of the waie, and founde no citie to dwell in,
5Vntill I finde out a place for the Lorde, an habitation for the mightie God of Iaakob.
17Surely I am ready to halte, and my sorow is euer before me.