Book, Chapter

 1     1, 5-5  |     love Thee not? Oh! for Thy mercies' sake, tell me, O Lord my
 2     1, 15-24|   confessing unto Thee all Thy mercies, whereby Thou hast drawn
 3     4, 4-7  |     vengeance, and Fountain of mercies, turning us to Thyself by
 4     4, 17-31|         to confess to Thee Thy mercies towards me, and to call
 5     5, 1-1  |     and let it confess Thy own mercies to Thee, that it may praise
 6     5, 9-17 |      But wouldest Thou, God of mercies, despise the contrite and
 7     5, 10-20|      Thee, my God (to whom Thy mercies confess out of my mouth),
 8     6, 1-1  |       But to Thee, Fountain of mercies, poured she forth more copious
 9     6, 7-12 | praises, who considers not Thy mercies, which confess unto Thee
10     6, 16-26|     glory to Thee, Fountain of mercies. I was becoming more miserable,
11     7, 5-8  |     astrologers. Let Thine own mercies, out of my very inmost soul,
12     8, 1-1  |      and confess unto Thee Thy mercies on me. Let my bones be bedewed
13     9, 4-7  |      hasting on to yet greater mercies? For my remembrance recalls
14    10, 30-42|     that Thou wilt perfect Thy mercies in me, even to perfect peace,
15    11, 1-1  |      our own miseries, and Thy mercies upon us, that Thou mayest
16    11, 9-11 |     loving kindness and tender mercies, and shalt satisfy my desire