God

The Lord wil strengthen him vpon ye bed of sorow: thou hast turned al his bed in his sicknes.

Therefore I saide, Lord haue mercie vpon me: heale my soule, for I haue sinned against thee.

Therefore, O Lord, haue mercy vpon mee, and raise me vp: so I shall reward them.

By this I know that thou fauourest me, because mine enemie doth not triumph against me.

And as for me, thou vpholdest me in mine integritie, and doest set me before thy face for euer.

Blessed be the Lord God of Israel worlde without ende. So be it, euen so be it.

To him that excelleth. A Psalme to give instruction, committed to the sonnes of Korah. As the harte brayeth for the riuers of water, so panteth my soule after thee, O God.

My soule thirsteth for God, euen for the liuing God: when shall I come and appeare before the presence of God?

My teares haue bin my meate day and night, while they dayly say vnto me, Where is thy God?

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.

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.

My God, my soule is cast downe within me, because I remember thee, from the land of Iorden, and Hermonim, and from the mount Mizar.

One deepe calleth another deepe by the noyse of thy water spoutes: all thy waues and thy floods are gone ouer me.

The Lord will graunt his louing kindenesse in the day, and in the night shall I sing of him, euen a prayer vnto the God of my life.

I wil say vnto God, which is my rocke, Why hast thou forgotten mee? why goe I mourning, when the enemie oppresseth me?

My bones are cut asunder, while mine enemies reproch me, saying dayly vnto me, Where is thy God?

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.

Judge me, O God, and defend my cause against the vnmercifull people: deliuer mee from the deceitfull and wicked man.

For thou art the God of my strength: why hast thou put me away? why goe I so mourning, when the enemie oppresseth me?

Sende thy light and thy trueth: let them leade mee: let them bring mee vnto thine holy Mountaine and to thy Tabernacles.

Then wil I go vnto the altar of God, euen vnto the God of my ioy and gladnes: and vpon the harpe wil I giue thanks vnto thee, O God, my God.

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.

To him that excelleth. A Psalme to give instruction, committed to the sonnes of Korah. We haue heard with our eares, O God: our fathers haue tolde vs the workes, that thou hast done in their dayes, in the olde time:

Howe thou hast driuen out the heathen with thine hand, and planted them: how thou hast destroyed the people, and caused them to grow.

For they inherited not the lande by their owne sworde, neither did their owne arme saue them: but thy right hand, and thine arme and the light of thy countenance, because thou didest fauour them.