Genesis 24:21 Cross References - Great

²¹ And the man wondred at her: but helde his peace, to wete whether the Lorde had made hys iourney prosperous or not.

¹² and he sayde. Lorde God of my master Abraham, sende me good spede this daye, and shewe mercy vnto my master Abraham.

⁵⁶ He sayde vnto them: hynder me not, beholde, the Lorde hath prospered my iourney. Sende me awaye therfore, that I maye goo vnto my master.

¹⁸ Then went Dauid in, and set hym downe before the Lord, and sayde: what am I, O Lord God? and what is my house? that thou shuldest haue brought me this farre forth? ¹⁹ And this was yet a small thing in thy sight, O Lord God, but thou hast spoken also of thy seruauntes house for a great while to come: For this is the vse of man, O lord God. ²⁰ And what can Dauid saye moare vnto the: for thou Lord God knowest thy seruaunt.

¹ Of Dauid, when he chaunged his speche before Abimelech. which droue hym awaye and he departed. I Wyll allwaye geue thanckes vnto the Lorde, hys prayse shall euer be in my mouth. ² My soule shall make her boast in the Lord the humble shall heare therof, and be glad. ³ O prayse the Lorde with me, and let vs magnifye hys name together. ⁴ I sought the Lorde & he hearde me, yee he deliuered me out of all my feare. ⁵ They had an eye vnto him, and were lyghtened, & their faces were not ashamed. ⁶ Lo, the poore cryeth, & the Lorde heareth hym, yee and saueth hym out of all hys troubles.

¹ O geue thanckes vnto the Lord, for he is gracyous, and his mercy endureth for euer.

⁸ O that men wolde therfor prayse the Lorde, for his goodnes, and declare the wonders that he doth for the chyldren of men.

¹⁵ O that men wold therfore prayse the Lorde for hys goodnesse: & declare the wonders that he doth for the children of men.

⁴³ Who so is wyse, wyll pondre these thynges: and they shall vnderstand the louyng kyndnesses of the Lord.

¹ I Am well pleased, that the Lorde hath herd the voyce of my prayer. ² That he hath enclined his eare vnto me, therfore will I call vpon him as longe as I lyue. ³ The snares of death compased me round about, and the paynes of hell gat hold vpon me, ⁴ I shall fynde trouble and heuynesse, and I shall call vpon the name of the Lorde (O Lord) I besech the delyuer my soule. ⁵ Gracious is the Lorde, and ryghteous, yee oure God is mercyfull. ⁶ The Lord preserueth the symple: I was in mysery, and he helped me. ⁷ Turne agayne then vnto thy rest, O my soule, for the Lorde hath rewarded the.

¹⁹ But Mary kepte all those saienges, and pondered them in her hert.

⁵¹ And he went downe wt them, & came to Nazareth, & was obedient vnto them. But his mother kept all these sayenges together in her hert.