Verse 43

Tyll I make thine enemies thy footestoole?

Referenced Verses

  • Ps 110:1 : 1 A psalme of Dauid. God sayd vnto my Lorde: sit thou on my right hande, vntyll I make thyne enemies thy footestoole.
  • Ps 110:5-6 : 5 The Lorde at thy right hande: wyll wounde euen kinges in the day of his wrath. 6 He wyll iudge the Heathen: he wyll fill euery place with dead bodyes, he wyll smyte the head of a great countrey.
  • Luke 19:27 : 27 Moreouer, those mine enemies, which woulde not that I shoulde raigne ouer the, bring hyther, & slea them before me.
  • Rev 19:14-21 : 14 And the warryers which were in heauen folowed hym vppon whyte horses, clothed with whyte and pure raynes. 15 And out of his mouth went a sharpe sworde, that with it he shoulde smyte the heathen: and he shall rule the with a rodde of yron. And he trode the winefat of fiercenesse and wrath of almightie God. 16 And hath on his vesture and on his thygh a name written, King of kinges, and Lorde of lordes. 17 And I sawe an angell stande in the sunne, and he cryed with a loude voyce, saying to all the fowles that flee by the myddes of heauen: Come, and gather your selues together vnto the supper of the great God: 18 That ye may eate the fleshe of kinges, and the fleshe of hye capitaynes, and the fleshe of myghtie men, and the fleshe of horses and of them that syt on them, and the fleshe of all free men, and bonde men, and of small and great. 19 And I sawe the beast, and the kinges of the earth, and their warryers gathered together, to make battayle agaynst hym that sate on the horse, and agaynst his souldyers. 20 And the beast was taken, and with hym that false prophete that wrought miracles before hym, with which he deceaued them that receaued the beastes marke, and them that worshipped his image. These both were cast quicke into a ponde of fire, burnyng with brymstone: 21 And the remnaunt were slayne with the sworde of hym that sate vppon the horse, whiche sworde proceaded out of his mouth, and all the fowles were fylled with their fleshe.
  • Ps 2:1-9 : 1 Why do the Heathen so furiously rage together? and why do the people imagine a vayne thing? 2 The kynges of the earth stande vp: and the rulers take counsell together against god, and against his annointed. 3 Let vs breake say they their bondes a sunder: and cast away their cordes from vs. 4 He that dwelleth in heauen wyll laugh them to scorne: the Lorde wyll haue them in derision. 5 Then wyll he speake vnto them in his wrath: and he wyll astonie them with feare in his sore displeasure. 6 Saying euen I haue annointed him my kyng: vpon my holy hyll of Sion. 7 I wyll declare the decree, God sayde vnto me: thou art my sonne, this day I haue begotten thee. 8 Desire of me, and I wyll geue thee the heathen for thyne inheritaunce: and the vttermost partes of the earth for thy possession. 9 Thou shalt bruise them with a rod of iron: and breake them in peeces like a potters vessell.
  • Ps 21:8-9 : 8 Thine hande wyll finde out all thine enemies: thy right hande wyll finde out them that hate thee. 9 Thou wilt make them like a burnyng furnace in tyme of thy furie: God wyll destroy them in his wrath, and fire shall consume them. 10 Thou wilt roote their fruite out of the earth: and their seede from among the children of men. 11 For they intended mischiefe agaynst thee, and imagined a craftie deuice: but they coulde not bring it to passe. 12 Therfore thou wilt put them to flight: and direct thine arrowes agaynst their faces.
  • Ps 72:9 : 9 They that dwell in the wildernesse shal kneele before him: his enemies shal licke the dust.
  • Ps 109:4-9 : 4 For the loue that I bare vnto them, they are become mine aduersaries: but I geue my selfe vnto prayer. 5 Thus haue they rewarded me euyll for good: and hatred for my good wyll. 6 Set thou an vngodly man to be ruler ouer him: and let Satan stande at his right hande. 7 When sentence is geuen vpon hym, let him be condemned: and let his prayer be turned into sinne. 8 Let his dayes be fewe: and let another take his office. 9 Let his chyldren be fatherlesse: and his wyfe a wydowe. 10 Let his children be vagaboundes and go a begging: and let them seeke foode out of their barren groundes. 11 Let the extortioner bryng into his snare all that he hath: and let straungers spoyle his labour. 12 Let there be no man to shewe hym any gentlenes: nor to haue compassion vpon his fatherlesse children. 13 Let his posteritie come to destruction: and in the next generation let his name be cleane put out. 14 Let the wyckednes of his fathers be had in remembraunce in the sight of God: and let not the sinne of his mother be wyped away. 15 Let them be alway before God: that he may roote out the memorial of them from the earth. 16 Because that he remembred not to do good: but he persecuted the afflicted and poore man, and hym whose heart was broken with sorow, that he might take his life from hym. 17 His delight was in cursing, and it shal happen vnto him: he loued not blessing, therfore it hath ben farre from him. 18 He clothed hym selfe with cursing, as with his garment: and it hath entred into his bowels like water, and like oyle into his bones. 19 Let it be vnto hym as the garment that he is wrapt in: and as the gyrdle that he is alway gyrded withall. 20 Let this rewarde be from God vnto myne aduersaries: and vnto those that speake euill against my soule.