2 Samuel 22:29
For thou O LORDE art my lanterne. The LORDE shal lighte my darknesse.
For thou O LORDE art my lanterne. The LORDE shal lighte my darknesse.
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27For thou shalt saue the poore oppressed, & brige downe the hye lokes of the proude.
28Thou lightest my cadle, o LORDE my God: thou makest my darcknesse to be light.
29For in the I can discofit an hoost of me: yee in my God I ca leape ouer the wall.
1The LORDE is my light and my health: whom then shulde I feare? the LORDE is the strength of my life, for whom the shulde I be afrayed?
3when his light shyned vpon my heade: whe I wente after the same light & shyne eue thorow the darcknesse.
11Yee the darcknesse is no darcknesse with the, but the night is as cleare as the daye, the darcknesse & light are both alike.
12For my reynes are thyne, thou hast couered me in my mothers wombe.
30For in ye I shal discofite an hoost of men, & in my God I shal leape ouer the wall.
2and he sayde. The LORDE is my stony rock, & my castell, and my delyuerer.
3God is my strength, in him wyl I put my trust: my shylde & the horne of my saluacion, my defence & my refuge, my Sauioure, thou shalt helpe me from violent wronge.
8O thou enemie of myne, reioyce not at my fall, for I shal get vp agayne: and though I syt in darcknesse, yet ye LORDE is my light.
28For thou shalt saue the poore oppressed people, and shalt set thine eyes agaynst the proude to brynge them downe.
9For by the is ye well of life, & in thy light, shall we se light.
105Thy worde is a lanterne vnto my fete & a light vnto my pathes.
2He droue me forth, and led me: yee into darcknesse, but not in to light.
1I wil loue the (o LORDE) my stregth. The LORDE is my sucor, my refuge, my Sauior: my god, my helper i who I trust: my buckler, ye horne of my health, & my proteccio.
2I wil prayse ye LORDE & call vpon him, so shal I be safe fro myne enemies.
16Honoure ye LORDE youre God herein, or he take his light from you, and or euer youre fete stomble in darknesse at ye hill: lest whe ye loke for the light, he turne it in to ye shadowe and darknesse of death.
3Sela But thou (o LORDE) art my defender, my worshipe, ad the lifter vp of my heade.
17Thus can not I get out of darcknesse, the cloude hath so couered my face.
14I am clene forgotten and out of mynde, as a deed man: I am become like a broken vessell.
3be thou my stronge rocke and a house of defence, that thou mayest saue me.
4For thou art my stronge holde & my castell: O be thou my gyde, & lede me for thy names sake.
2My hope and my castell, my defence and my delyuerer, my shylde in whom I trust, which gouerneth the people that is vnder me.
3Oh set me vp vpo an hye rocke. For thou art my hope, a stronge tower for me agaynst the enemie.
19The Sonne shal neuer by thy daye light, ad the light of the Moone shal neuer shyne vnto the: but ye LORDE himself shalbe thy euerlastinge light, & thy God shalbe thy glory.
22Thou hydest them priuely by thine owne presence from the proude men, thou kepest them secretly in thy tabernacle, from the strife of tonges.
2For thou (o God) art my stregth: why hast thou shot me from the? Why go I then so heuely, whyle the enemie oppresseth me?
3Oh sende out yi light & thy trueth, yt they maye lede me & brynge me vnto thy holy hill and to thy dwellinge.
19But be not thou farre fro me, o LORDE: thou art my sucoure, haist the to helpe me.
6Sela. But my sayenge is vnto the LORDE: thou art my God, heare the voyce of my prayer o LORDE.
16But my hope is in ye O LORDE, & I saye: thou art my God.
3For the enemie persecuteth my soule, he smyteth my life downe to the grounde, he layeth me in the darcknesse, as the deed men of the worlde.
10Maye the dust geue thankes vnto ye? Or shal it declare thy faithfulnesse?
7I hate them that holde of vanities, and my trust is in the LORDE.
37Thou hast enlarged my goinge vnder me, and myne ankles haue not slyded.
49He bryngeth me out fro myne enemies: & from them yt ryse vp agaynst me, shalt thou exalte me, and from ye cruell man shalt thou delyuer me.
27God is the LORDE, & hath shewed vs light: O garnish the solempne feast with grene braunches, eue vnto the hornes of ye aulter.
7Praysed be ye LORDE, for he hath herde the voyce of my humble peticio.
5I haue leaned vpo ye euer sens I was borne, thou art he that toke me out of my mothers wombe, therfore is my prayse allwaye of the.
8And why? thou hast delyuered my soule from death, myne eyes from teares, and my fete from fallinge.
19They ouertoke me in the tyme of my trouble, but the LORDE was my succoure.
7But as soone as thou turnedest thy face fro me, I was brought in feare.
1I wil magnifie ye (O LORDE) for thou hast set me vp, & not suffred my foes to triuphe ouer me.
8Herke vnto my voyce (O LORDE) when I crie vnto the: haue mercy vpon me & heare me.
2For lo, while ye darknesse & cloude couereth the earth & the people, the LORDE shal shewe the light, & his glory shal be sene in the.
13For thou hast delyuered my soule fro death, & my fete fro fallinge, yt I maye walke before God in ye light of ye lyuynge.
8He hath hedged vp my path, I ca not get awaye, he hath set darcknesse in my gate.
22yee into that darck clowdy londe & deadly shadowe, where as is no ordre, but terrible feare as in the darcknesse.
33God hath stregthed me with power, and made playne a perfecte waye for me.