Psalms 118:13
Thou hast thrust sore at me, that I might fall: but God dyd ayde me
Thou hast thrust sore at me, that I might fall: but God dyd ayde me
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10All nations compassed me rounde about: but I trusted in the name of God that I shoulde destroy them.
11They kept me in on euery syde, they kept me in I say on euery syde: but I trusted in the name of God that I shoulde destroy them.
12They swarmed about me lyke bees, and they be extinguished as the fire made of thornes: for I trusted in the name of God that I should destroy them.
38I smote them downe, and they are not able to aryse: they haue taken such a fall vnder my feete.
39Thou hast gyrded me with strength vnto battayle: thou hast made them to bowe downe vnder me who haue rysen vp agaynst me.
40Thou hast geuen me myne enemies neckes: and I haue destroyed them that hated me.
14The Lorde is my strength and my song: and he is become my saluation.
17He hath deliuered me from my strong enemie: and from them which hate me, for they were to stout for me.
18They preuented me in the day of my trouble: but God was vnto me a sure stay.
6God is with me: I wyll not feare what man can do vnto me.
7God is with me amongst them that ayde me: therfore I shall see my desire vpon them that hate me.
26Helpe me O my Lorde: oh saue me according to thy mercy.
6God gardeth the simple: I was brought to the extremitie, and he preserued me.
18He deliuered me from my mightie enemie, and from them that hated me: for they were to strong for me.
19When they had preuented me in the daye of my calamitie: the Lorde stayed me vp.
39I haue wasted them, and wounded them, that they shal not be able to aryse: yea, they shall fall vnder my feete.
40Thou hast gyrded me about with might to battayle: and them that rose against me, hast thou subdued vnder me.
41And thou hast geuen me the neckes of myne enemies: that I might destroye them that hate me.
13O God let it be thy pleasure to deliuer me: make haste O God to helpe me.
10Heare me O God, and haue mercy vppon me: O God be thou my helper.
18The Lorde hath greatly chastened me: but he hath not geuen me ouer vnto death.
14But my hope hath ben in thee O God: I haue sayd thou art my Lorde.
7God 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.
8For thou O Lorde hast deliuered my soule from death: myne eyes from teares, and my feete from fallyng.
19But be not thou farre from me O God: thou art my strength, make haste to helpe me.
35Thou hast geuen me the shielde of thy saluation: thy ryght hande also hath helde me vp, and through thy great gentlenesse I haue increased.
36Thou hast made me roomth inough for to go on: so that my feete haue not slypt.
2God 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.
37Thou hast enlarged my steps vnder me: and my legges shall not faile me.
7If I shall walke in the midst of trouble, thou wylt make me to liue: thou wylt stretche foorth thyne hande vpon the furiousnes of mine enemies, and thy right hande shall saue me.
4Take me out of the net that they haue layde priuily for me: for thou art my strength.
2When the malitious approched neare vnto me for to eate vp my fleshe: mine enemies and foes stumbled and fell.
1A psalme whiche is a song of the dedication of the house of Dauid. I wyll exalt thee O God, for thou hast exalted me: and hast not made my foes to triumph ouer me.
2O God my Lord I cryed vnto thee: and thou hast healed me.
29For in thee I haue discomfited an hoast of men: and with the helpe of my Lorde I haue skipped ouer the wall.
48It is he that is the aucthour of my deliuerie from myne enemies: and he hath set me vp aboue them that rose agaynst me, he hath ridde me from the wicked man.
3But thou O God art a buckler for me: thou art my worship, and the lifter vp of my head.
3For thou hast ben my hope: and a strong towre for me against the face of the enemie.
49He 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.
18But when I sayde my foote hath slypped: thy mercy O God helde me vp.
2For thou art the Lord of my strength: why hast thou reiect me, and why go I thus heauyly through the oppression of myne enemie.
4Behold, God is an ayde vnto me: the Lorde is with them that vpholde my soule.
13My pathes haue they cleane marred, it was so easye for them to do me harme, that they needed no man to help them.
13Haue mercy on me O God: consider the trouble whiche I suffer of them that hate me, lift me vp from the gates of death.
3God 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.
2They haue troubled me often from my youth vp: but they haue not preuayled against me.
11But the Lorde stoode by me lyke a mightie giaunt, therefore my persecutours fell and coulde do nothing: they shalbe sore confounded, for they haue done vnwisely, they shall haue an euerlasting shame, which shall neuer be forgotten.
7Arise vp O God, saue thou me O my Lorde: for thou hast smitten all myne enemies vpon the cheeke bone, thou hast broken the teeth of the vngodly.
22Haste thee to helpe me: O Lorde my saluation.
30For by thee I shall breake through an hoast of men: and by my God wyll I spring ouer a wall.