Psalms86

Psalm 86 is a prayer of David, where he humbly appeals to the Lord for mercy and preservation, acknowledging his own neediness and trust in God. He extols God's unique greatness, goodness, and readiness to forgive, declaring that there is none like Him among the gods. David seeks divine guidance and deliverance from his adversaries, confident that the Lord will answer and provide a token of His help.

Plea for Mercy and Protection

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A prayer of David. Incline thine eare, O Lord, and heare me: for I am poore and needy.
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Preserue thou my soule, for I am mercifull: my God, saue thou thy seruant, that trusteth in thee.
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Be mercifull vnto me, O Lord: for I crie vpon thee continually.
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Reioyce the soule of thy seruant: for vnto thee, O Lord, doe I lift vp my soule.

The Foundation of God's Goodness

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For thou, Lord, art good and mercifull, and of great kindenes vnto all them, that call vpon thee.
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Giue eare, Lord, vnto my prayer, and hearken to the voyce of my supplication.
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In the day of my trouble I will call vpon thee: for thou hearest me.

Yahweh's Unrivaled Majesty

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Among the gods there is none like thee, O Lord, and there is none that can doe like thy workes.
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All nations, whome thou hast made, shall come and worship before thee, O Lord, and shall glorifie thy Name.
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For thou art great and doest wonderous things: thou art God alone.

Prayer for Guidance and a Unified Heart

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Teach me thy way, O Lord, and I will walke in thy trueth: knit mine heart vnto thee, that I may feare thy Name.
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I wil prayse thee, O Lord my God, with all mine heart: yea, I wil glorifie thy Name for euer.
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For great is thy mercie toward me, and thou hast deliuered my soule from the lowest graue.

Deliverance from Violent Foes

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O God, the proude are risen against me, and the assemblies of violent men haue sought my soule, and haue not set thee before them.
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But thou, O Lord, art a pitifull God and mercifull, slowe to anger and great in kindenes and trueth.
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Turne vnto me, and haue mercy vpon me: giue thy strength vnto thy seruant, and saue the sonne of thine handmayd.
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Shew a token of thy goodnes towarde me, that they which hate me, may see it, and be ashamed, because thou, O Lord, hast holpen me and comforted me.
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