Psalms 124:7
Our soule is escaped, euen as a byrde out of the snare of the fouler: the snare is broken, and we be escaped.
Our soule is escaped, euen as a byrde out of the snare of the fouler: the snare is broken, and we be escaped.
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2 if God him self had not ben of our side when men rose vp against vs,
3 Then they had swalowed vs vp quicke: when their wrath was so inflamed against vs.
4 Then the waters had drowned vs: the running streame had flowed ouer our soule.
5 Then the waters of the proude: had flowed ouer our soule.
6 But blessed be God, whiche hath not geuen vs ouer for a pray vnto their teeth.
8 Our helpe is in the name of God: who hath made heauen and earth.
5 Saue thy self as a Doe from the hand of the hunter and as a byrde from the hande of the fouler.
17 Wherefore yet our eyes fayled vs, whyles we looked for our vayne helpe, seeing we euer wayted vpon a people that coulde do vs no good.
18 They lay so sharpe wayte for vs, that we can not go safe vpon the streetes, for our ende is come, our dayes are fulfilled, our ende is here.
19 Our persecutours are swifter then the Egles of the ayre: they folowed vppon vs ouer the mountaynes, and layde wayte for vs in the wyldernesse.
20 The very breath of our mouth, euen the annointed of the Lorde hym selfe, was taken in their net, of whom we say, Under his shadowe we shalbe preserued among the heathen.
1 To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid. In God I put my trust: howe say ye then to my soule, that she shoulde flee as a byrde from your hyll.
9 Kepe me from the snare which they haue layde foorth for me: and from the trappes of them that be workers of iniquitie.
10 Let the vngodly fall together into their owne nettes: but let me in the meane season alwayes escape them.
3 For he wyll delyuer thee from the snare of the hunter: and from the noysome pestilence.
5 The proude haue layde a snare for me, and spread a net abroade with coardes in the high wayes: they haue set trappes for me. Selah.
6 They haue prepared a net for my feete, that some man might presse downe my soule: they haue digged a pit before me, and are fallen into the midst of it them selues. Selah.
5 Can a birde fal in a snare vpon the earth where no fouler is? or wil he take vp the snare from the earth, and haue taken nothing at all?
4 Take me out of the net that they haue layde priuily for me: for thou art my strength.
4 Our soule is filled with the scornefull reprofe of the wealthy: and with the dispitefulnes of the proude.
10 The snare is layde for him in the grounde, and a pitfall in the way.
9 Who preserueth our soule in life: and suffereth not our feete to slip.
19 To deliuer their soules from death: and to preserue their liues in dearth.
20 Our soule wayteth after God: he is our ayde and shielde.
8 For thou O Lorde hast deliuered my soule from death: myne eyes from teares, and my feete from fallyng.
19 no not when thou hast smitten vs in the place of dragons, and couered vs with the shadowe of death.
17 But as in vayne, the nette is layde foorth before the birdes eyes:
5 Our neckes are vnder persecution, we are weery and haue no rest.
25 For our soule is brought lowe vnto the dust: our belly cleaueth vnto the grounde.
47 Feare and pit is come vpon vs, yea deceipt and destruction.
14 The exile maketh haste to be loosed, that he dye not in prison, and that his bread fayle hym not.
8 Seruauntes haue the rule of vs, and no man deliuereth vs out of their handes.
9 We must get our liuing with the perill of our liues, because of the drouth of the wildernesse.
15 Myne eyes be alwayes turned vnto God: for he wyll take my feete out of the net.
13 Sing vnto the Lord and prayse hym, for he hath deliuered the soule of the oppressed from the hande of the violent.
12 Geue vs ayde against trouble: for the sauing helpe of man is but vayne.
7 For without a cause they haue priuily layde for me a pit full of their nettes: without a cause they haue made a digyng vnto my soule.
2 Lest he like a Lion seasoneth on my soule: teareth it in peeces, hauyng no rescue.
23 So long tyll she had wounded his lyuer with her dart: lyke as if a byrde hasted to the snare, not knowing that the perill of his life lieth thervpon.
11 Thou broughtest vs into the snare: and layde trouble vpon our loynes.
7 But it is thou that sauest vs from our enemies: and thou puttest them to confusion that hate vs.
7 Our bones lye scattered vpon the graues mouth: lyke as when one breaketh and heweth wood vpon the earth.
47 Saue vs O God our Lorde, and gather vs from among the Heathen: that we may geue thankes to thy holy name, and glory of thy prayse.
15 O Lorde God of Israel, thou art righteous, for we remayne yet escaped, as it is to see this day: Beholde also, in thy presence are we in our trespasses, & because of it may we not stand before thee.
4 Make vs O God that be led into captiuitie: for to returne as riuers into the south.
8 They shalbe made to bowe and fall: but we shall arise, and stande vpright.
15 The Heathen are sunke downe into the pit that they made: their owne foote is snared in the same net whiche they had layde priuily for other.
110 The vngodly haue layde a snare for me: but yet I swarued not from thy commaundementes.
4 He aunswered howe can we sing one of the songes of God: in another lande besides our owne?
13 Deliuer thou me O God from men which be thy hande: from men, from the worlde, whose portion is in this lyfe, whose bellyes thou fyllest with thy priuie treasure.