Psalms 119:28
My soule melteth away for very heauinesse: comfort thou me accordyng to thy worde.
My soule melteth away for very heauinesse: comfort thou me accordyng to thy worde.
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25Daleth My soule cleaueth to the dust: reuiue thou me accordyng to thy worde.
81Caph My soule hath faynted after thy saluation: I geue earnest attedaunce vnto thy worde.
82Myne eyes haue faynted after thy worde: whylest I say, when wilt thou comfort me.
20My soule faynteth: for the very feruent desire that it hath alwaye vnto thy iudgementes.
3In the day of myne aduersitie I called vpon thee, and thou heardest me: thou enduedst my soule more and more with strength.
76I beseche thee let thy louing kindnesse be a meanes to comfort me: accordyng to thy worde spoken vnto thy seruaunt.
77Let thy pitifull mercies come vnto me, that I may lyue: for thy lawe is my delyght.
50That same is my comfort in my affliction: for thy worde maketh me to lyue.
107I am troubled aboue measure: quicken me O God accordyng vnto thy worde.
9Haue mercy vpon me O God, for I am in distresse: mine eye, my soule, and my belly be consumed for very heauinesse.
10For my life is wasted with sorow, and mine eares with mourning: my strength fayleth me because of mine iniquitie, and my bones are putrified.
10My heart panteth, my strength hath fayled me: and the lyght of myne eyes is gone from me.
4And my spirite is ouerwhelmed within me: and my heart is desolate in the midst of me.
27Make me to vnderstande the way of thy commaundementes: and I wyll geue my selfe to the meditation of thy wonderous workes.
116Strengthen me in thy worde and I shall lyue: and make me not ashamed of my hope.
117Holde thou me vp and I shalbe safe: and I will loke gladly vpon thy statutes alwayes.
123Myne eyes haue faynted with lokyng for thy saluation: and for the worde of thy ryghteousnesse.
16Therfore is my soule now powred out vpon me, and the dayes of my trouble haue taken hold vpon me.
8My soule cleaueth fast vnto thee: thy right hande hath vpholden me.
37Turne away myne eyes, lest they beholde vanitie: cause me to lyue in thy way.
38Make thy worde more euident vnto thy seruaunt: who is geuen to thy feare.
159Beholde howe I loue thy commaundementes: quicken me O God accordyng to thy louyng kindnesse.
143Trouble and griefe haue taken holde vpon me: yet thy commaundementes be my delyght.
2Haue mercy on me O God, for I am weake: O God heale me, for my bones be very sore.
3My soule also is greatly troubled: but O God howe long shall I be in this case?
169Tau Let my crye O God approche neare vnto thy face: make me to vnderstande euery thyng accordyng vnto thy worde.
170Let my supplication come before thee: deliuer me accordyng to thy worde.
17The sorowes of myne heart are encreased: O bryng thou me out of my distresse.
40Behold I haue coueted after thy commaundementes: cause me to lyue in thy ryghteousnesse.
41Vau Let thy louing mercie also come vnto me O God: euen thy saluation, accordyng to thy worde.
18I woulde haue had comfort against sorowe: but sorowe is come vpon me, and heauinesse vexeth my heart.
154Defende thou my cause & redeeme me: make me to lyue accordyng vnto thy worde.
11For thy names sake O God thou wilt cause me to lyue: and for thy righteousnesse sake thou wilt bryng my soule out of trouble.
58I made myne humble petition to thy face with my whole heart: be mercifull vnto me according vnto thy word.
131I opened my mouth and panted: for I bare a great affection to thy commaundementes.
1I lyft vp my soule vnto thee O God,
14I am as it were into water resolued, and all my bones are out of ioynt: my heart also is like waxe melted in the middest of my bowels.
15My strength is dried vp like a potsheard, & my tongue cleaueth to my gummes: and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
136Ryuers of waters gushe out of myne eyes: because men kepe not thy lawe.
6I stretche foorth myne handes vnto thee: my soule as a thirstie lande gaspeth vnto thee. Selah.
8Cause me to heare of thy louyng kindnesse betymes in the mornyng: for in thee is my trust. Make me to knowe the way that I shoulde walke in: for I lyft vp my soule vnto thee.
19But be not thou farre from me O God: thou art my strength, make haste to helpe me.
88Make me to lyue accordyng to thy pietie: and I wyll kepe the testimonies of thy mouth.
149Heare my voyce accordyng to thy louing kindnesse: make me to lyue O God after thy iudgementes.
26My fleshe and my heart fayleth: but God is the strength of my heart, and my portion for euer.
18I thought in my selfe, I am vndone, there is no hope for me in the Lorde.
34Geue me vnderstanding, & I wil kepe thy law: yea I wyll kepe it with my whole heart.
19In the multitude of my cogitations from the bottome of my heart: thy comfortes dyd recreate my soule.
29Take from me the way of falshood: & witsafe me worthy to haue thy lawe.
8I am feeble and sore smitten: I haue rored for the very disquietnesse of my heart.