Psalms 94:19
In the multitude of my thoughts in mine heart, thy comfortes haue reioyced my soule.
In the multitude of my thoughts in mine heart, thy comfortes haue reioyced my soule.
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50 It is my comfort in my trouble: for thy promes hath quickened me.
7 I wil be glad and reioyce in thy mercie: for thou hast seene my trouble: thou hast knowen my soule in aduersities,
17 If the Lord had not holpen me, my soule had almost dwelt in silence.
18 When I said, My foote slideth, thy mercy, O Lord, stayed me.
17 Howe deare therefore are thy thoughtes vnto me, O God! how great is ye summe of them!
18 If I should count them, they are moe then the sand: when I wake, I am still with thee.
34 Let my wordes be acceptable vnto him: I will reioyce in the Lord.
143 Trouble and anguish are come vpon me: yet are thy commandements my delite.
76 I pray thee that thy mercie may comfort me according to thy promes vnto thy seruant.
77 Let thy tender mercies come vnto me, that I may liue: for thy Lawe is my delite.
18 I would haue comforted my selfe against sorowe, but mine heart is heauie in me.
7 Returne vnto thy rest, O my soule: for the Lord hath bene beneficiall vnto thee,
8 Because thou hast deliuered my soule from death, mine eyes from teares, and my feete from falling.
21 Thou wilt increase mine honour, & returne and comfort me.
52 I remembred thy iudgements of olde, O Lord, and haue bene comforted.
24 Also thy testimonies are my delite, and my counsellers.
28 My soule melteth for heauinesse: raise mee vp according vnto thy worde.
13 When I say, My couch shal relieue me, and my bed shall bring comfort in my meditation,
17 The sorowes of mine heart are enlarged: drawe me out of my troubles.
4 When 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.
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.
20 Hath the throne of iniquitie fellowship with thee, which forgeth wrong for a Lawe?
4 And my spirit was in perplexitie in me, and mine heart within me was amased.
20 My soule hath them in remembrance, and is humbled in me.
19 Hee brought mee foorth also into a large place: hee deliuered mee because hee fauoured me.
5 My soule shalbe satisfied, as with marowe and fatnesse, and my mouth shall praise thee with ioyfull lippes,
6 When I remember thee on my bedde, and when I thinke vpon thee in the night watches.
7 Because thou hast bene mine helper, therefore vnder the shadow of thy wings wil I reioyce.
8 My soule cleaueth vnto thee: for thy right hand vpholdeth me.
2 In the day of my trouble I sought ye Lord: my sore ranne and ceased not in the night: my soule refused comfort.
4 For thou, Lord, hast made mee glad by thy workes, and I wil reioyce in the workes of thine handes.
5 O Lord, how glorious are thy workes! and thy thoughtes are very deepe.
5 Why 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.
20 And brought me foorth into a large place: he deliuered me, because he fauoured me.
47 And my delite shalbe in thy commaundements, which I haue loued.
27 If I say, I wil forget my complaynt, I will cease from my wrath, and comfort mee,
9 Then my soule shalbe ioyfull in the Lord: it shall reioyce in his saluation.
3 When I called, then thou heardest me, and hast encreased strength in my soule.
11 Why 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.
174 I haue longed for thy saluation, O Lorde, and thy Lawe is my delite.
9 Wherefore mine heart is glad and my tongue reioyceth: my flesh also doeth rest in hope.
23 Try mee, O God, and knowe mine heart: prooue me and know my thoughtes,
3 But to the Saints that are in the earth, and to the excellent: all my delite is in them.
16 I will delite in thy statutes, and I will not forget thy worde.
7 I wil prayse the Lorde, who hath giuen me counsell: my reines also teach me in the nightes.
1 To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. O Lord, thou hast tried me and knowen me.
20 Mine heart breaketh for the desire to thy iudgements always.
9 Haue mercie vpon mee, O Lorde: for I am in trouble: mine eye, my soule and my bellie are consumed with griefe.
54 Thy statutes haue beene my songes in the house of my pilgrimage.
7 Thou hast giuen mee more ioye of heart, then they haue had, when their wheate and their wine did abound.