Psalms 94:17
If the Lord had not holpen me, my soule had almost dwelt in silence.
If the Lord had not holpen me, my soule had almost dwelt in silence.
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18When I said, My foote slideth, thy mercy, O Lord, stayed me.
19In the multitude of my thoughts in mine heart, thy comfortes haue reioyced my soule.
1A song of degrees, or Psalme of Dauid. If the Lord had not bene on our side, (may Israel now say)
2If the Lord had not bene on our side, when men rose vp against vs,
3They had then swallowed vs vp quicke, when their wrath was kindled against vs.
16Who will rise vp with me against the wicked? or who will take my part against the workers of iniquitie?
13I should haue fainted, except I had beleeued to see the goodnes of the Lord in the land of the liuing.
3For strangers are risen vp against me, and tyrants seeke my soule: they haue not set God before them. Selah.
4Beholde, God is mine helper: the Lorde is with them that vpholde my soule.
10Heare, O Lorde, and haue mercy vpon me: Lord, be thou mine helper.
13Thou hast thrust sore at me, that I might fall: but the Lord hath holpen me.
92Except thy Lawe had bene my delite, I should now haue perished in mine affliction.
19They preuented me in the day of my calamitie, but the Lord was my stay,
26Helpe me, O Lord my God: saue me according to thy mercie.
22But the Lorde is my refuge, and my God is the rocke of mine hope.
1A Psalme of Dauid. Vnto thee, O Lord, doe I crie: O my strength, be not deafe toward mee, lest, if thou answere me not, I be like them that goe downe into the pit.
2Many say to my soule, There is no helpe for him in God. Selah.
6The Lorde preserueth the simple: I was in miserie and he saued me.
7Returne vnto thy rest, O my soule: for the Lord hath bene beneficiall vnto thee,
8Because thou hast deliuered my soule from death, mine eyes from teares, and my feete from falling.
4Lest mine enemie say, I haue preuailed against him: and they that afflict me, reioyce when I slide.
2As for me, my feete were almost gone: my steps had welneere slipt.
18They preuented me in the day of my calamitie: but the Lord was my stay.
3When I helde my tongue, my bones consumed, or when I roared all the day,
14But I trusted in thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my God.
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.
3For the enemie hath persecuted my soule: he hath smitten my life downe to the earth: he hath layde me in the darkenes, as they that haue bene dead long agoe:
4And my spirit was in perplexitie in me, and mine heart within me was amased.
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.
4Then I called vpon the Name of the Lord, saying, I beseech thee, O Lord, deliuer my soule.
8But mine eyes looke vnto thee, O Lord God: in thee is my trust: leaue not my soule destitute.
13Let it please thee, O Lorde, to deliuer mee: make haste, O Lord, to helpe me.
19But be thou not farre off, O Lorde, my strength: hasten to helpe me.
2Least he deuoure my soule like a lion, and teare it in pieces, while there is none to helpe.
7I wil be glad and reioyce in thy mercie: for thou hast seene my trouble: thou hast knowen my soule in aduersities,
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.
16For I said, Heare me, least they reioyce ouer me: for when my foote slippeth, they extol themselues against me.
2In the day of my trouble I sought ye Lord: my sore ranne and ceased not in the night: my soule refused comfort.
18The Lorde hath chastened me sore, but he hath not deliuered me to death.
18He hath deliuered my soule in peace fro the battel, that was against me: for many were with me.
1A song of degrees. I called vnto the Lorde in my trouble, and hee heard me.
1To the excellent musician Ieduthun. A Psalme of Dauid. Yet my soule keepeth silence vnto God: of him commeth my saluation.
6Praised be the Lorde, for he hath heard the voyce of my petitions.
14O God, the proude are risen against me, and the assemblies of violent men haue sought my soule, and haue not set thee before them.
4Returne, O Lord: deliuer my soule: saue me for thy mercies sake.
22Thou hast seene it, O Lorde: keepe not silence: be not farre from me, O Lord.
1Michtam of Dauid. Preserue mee, O God: for in thee doe I trust.
1To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. Holde not thy tongue, O God of my praise.
11Be not farre from me, because trouble is neere: for there is none to helpe me.