2 Samuel 22:34
He maketh my feete lyke hyndes feete: and setteth me vpon my hie places.
He maketh my feete lyke hyndes feete: and setteth me vpon my hie places.
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32 It is God that hath gyrded me with valiauntnesse of warre: and he hath made my way playne.
33 He hath made my feete lyke Hartes feete: and he hath set me vp on hygh.
34 He hath taught my handes to fyght: and myne armes to breake a bowe of steele.
35 Thou hast geuen me the shielde of thy saluation: thy ryght hande also hath helde me vp, and through thy great gentlenesse I haue increased.
36 Thou hast made me roomth inough for to go on: so that my feete haue not slypt.
19 The Lord God is my strength, he wil make my feete like hindes feete & he wil make me to walke vpon my hye places. To the chiefe singer on Neginothai, or vpon the instrumentes of musicke.
33 God strengthneth me in battaile: & ryddeth the way cleare before me.
35 He teacheth my handes to fight: that euen a bowe of steele is broken with myne armes.
36 Thou hast geuen me the shielde of thy saluation: and with thy louing mekenesse thou doest multiplie me.
37 Thou hast enlarged my steps vnder me: and my legges shall not faile me.
11 He hath put my foote in the stockes, and looketh narowlye vnto all my pathes.
2 He brought me also out of an horrible pyt, out of the dirtie mire: and set my feete vpon a rocke, and directed my goynges.
3 And he hath put a newe song in my mouth: euen a thankesgeuyng vnto our Lorde.
27 Thou puttest my feete also in the stockes, and lokest narowly vnto all my pathes, and makest the print thereof in the heeles of my feete:
30 For by thee I shall breake through an hoast of men: and by my God wyll I spring ouer a wall.
31 God is vncorrupt in his way, the word of the Lord is tryed in the fyre: he is a shielde to all them that trust in him.
2 God is my stony rocke & my fortresse, and my delyuerer: my Lorde, my castell in whom I wyll trust, my buckler, the horne of my saluation, & my refuge.
29 For in thee I haue discomfited an hoast of men: and with the helpe of my Lorde I haue skipped ouer the wall.
30 The way of the Lorde is a perfect way, the worde of God is tryed in the fire: he is a shielde vnto all them that put their trust in hym.
1 Of Dauid. Blessed be God my rocke: who teacheth my handes to warre, and my fingers to fyght.
2 My holynesse and my fortresse, my refuge, and my only deliuerer: my buckler, in hym I haue put my trust, who subdueth my people vnder me.
5 O holde thou vp my goynges in thy pathes: that my footesteppes slyp not.
48 It is God that geueth me power to reuenge me: & bringeth downe the people vnder me.
49 He deliuereth me from myne enemies, thou also hast lyft me on hie from them that rose against me: thou hast delyuered me from the wicked man.
2 he wyll cause me to repose my selfe in pasture full of grasse, and he wyll leade me vnto calme waters.
3 He wyll conuert my soule: he wyll bring me foorth into the pathes of righteousnesse for his name sake.
11 My foote doth kepe his path, his hie way haue I holden, and will not go out of it.
2 He hath made my mouth lyke a sharpe sworde, vnder the shadowe of his hande hath he defended me, and hid me in his quiuer as a good arrowe,
21 He breaketh the grounde with the hooffes of his feete, he reioyceth cherefully in his strength, and runneth to meete the harnest men.
14 And vpon all the high mountaynes, and vpon all the high hilles,
39 I haue wasted them, and wounded them, that they shal not be able to aryse: yea, they shall fall vnder my feete.
40 Thou hast gyrded me about with might to battayle: and them that rose against me, hast thou subdued vnder me.
2 And he saide: The Lorde is my rocke, and my castell, and my delyuerer.
3 God is my strength, in him will I trust: he is my shielde, and the horne of my saluation, my hie towre, and my refuge, my sauiour, thou hast saued me from wrong.
20 For he brought me out into roomth: he deliuered me, because he had a fauour vnto me.
8 For thou O Lorde hast deliuered my soule from death: myne eyes from teares, and my feete from fallyng.
38 I smote them downe, and they are not able to aryse: they haue taken such a fall vnder my feete.
39 Thou hast gyrded me with strength vnto battayle: thou hast made them to bowe downe vnder me who haue rysen vp agaynst me.
2 Neuerthelesse, my feete were almost gone from me: my steppes had almost slypt.
4 Thou art honourable: and of more puissaunce then the mountaynes of robbers.
13 From aboue hath he sent downe a fire into my bones, and it burneth them cruelly: he hath layde a net for my feete, and throwen me wyde open, he hath made me desolate, so that I must euer be mournyng.
15 Myne eyes be alwayes turned vnto God: for he wyll take my feete out of the net.
12 My foote standeth vpon a playne grounde: therfore I wyll blesse God in the congregations.
9 Who preserueth our soule in life: and suffereth not our feete to slip.
18 The high hilles are a refuge for goates: and so are the stonie rockes for conies.
17 He sent from aboue and toke me: he drew me out of many waters.
11 He hath marred my wayes, and broken me in peeces, he hath layde me waste altogether.
8 Thou hast not shut me vp into the hande of the enemie: but hast set my feete in a large roome.
13 His archers compasse me rounde about, he woundeth my raines, and doth not spare, my bowels hath he powred vpon the grounde.
7 God is my strength and my shielde, my heart hath trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart skippeth for ioy, and in my song I wyll prayse hym.