Psalms 140:5
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.
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.
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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.
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.
85 The proude haue digged pittes for me: which is a thing not done accordyng to thy lawe.
3 They haue sharpened their tongue lyke a serpent: Adders poyson is vnder their lippes. Selah.
4 Kepe me O God from the handes of the vngodly: preserue me from the outragious man, who haue deuised to thrust my feete from me.
10 The snare is layde for him in the grounde, and a pitfall in the way.
14 O God, the proude are rysen against me: a companie of outragious naughtipackes haue sought after my soule, and haue not set thee before their eyes.
3 For lo, they lye in wayte for my soule: men of power are gathered together against me who haue committed no wickednes nor fault O God.
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.
8 Let a sodayne destruction come vpon hym vnawares: and his net that he hath layde priuily catch hym selfe, let him fall into it with his owne destruction.
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.
22 Let the noyse be hearde out of their houses when thou bryngest the murtherer sodaynly vpon them: for they haue digged a pit to take me, and layde snares for my feete.
3 When my spirite was ouerwhelmed within me, thou knewest my path: in the way wherein I walked they haue priuily layde a snare for me.
110 The vngodly haue layde a snare for me: but yet I swarued not from thy commaundementes.
3 For straungers are rysen vp against me: and tirauntes whiche haue not the Lorde before their eyes, seeke after my soule. Selah.
2 The vngodly of a wylfulnesse persecuteth the poore: but euery one of them shalbe taken in the craftie wylines that they haue imagined.
4 Take me out of the net that they haue layde priuily for me: for thou art my strength.
12 They also that sought after my lyfe layde snares for me: and they that went about to do me euyll, talked of wickednesse, and imagined deceipt all the day long.
5 My wordes dayly put me to sorow: all that they do imagine, is to do me euill.
6 They flocke together, they kepe them selues close: they marke my steppes, that they may lye in wayte for my soule.
11 His doynges be lyke a lions that is greedy to take a pray: and as a lions whelpe lurkyng in secrete places.
26 For among my people are found wicked persons, that priuily lay snares and wayte for men, to take them and destroy them.
5 The panges of a graue haue compassed me about: the snares of death ouertoke me.
9 He hath stopped vp my wayes with foure squared stones, and made my pathes crooked.
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.
14 The yoke of my transgressions is bounde fast to his hande, they are wrapped or writhen and come vp about my necke: he hath caused my strength to fayle, the Lorde hath deliuered me into those handes wherout I can not quyte my selfe.
9 They haue inclosed them selues in their owne fat: with their mouth they speake proude thynges.
11 He hath marred my wayes, and broken me in peeces, he hath layde me waste altogether.
78 Let the proude be confounded, for they haue falsly reported me: but I wyll study thy commaundementes.
16 For dogges are come about me, the assemble of the wicked lay siege agaynst me: they haue pearced my handes and my feete, I may tell all my bones.
6 The sorowes of hell compassed me about, the snares of death ouertoke me.
5 Then let myne enemie persecute my soule and take me: yea, let hym put me to death, and lay myne honour in the dust. Selah.
51 The proude haue had me exceedingly in derision: yet I haue not shrinked from thy lawe.
11 O let not the foote of pryde reache vnto me: and let not the hande of the vngodly make me to moue out of my place
15 Myne eyes be alwayes turned vnto God: for he wyll take my feete out of the net.
10 They haue opened their mouthes wide vpon me, and smitten me vpon the cheeke dispitefully, they gather the selues together against me.
11 God hath shut me vp with the vngodly, and deliuered me into the handes of the wicked.
2 For lo, the vngodly haue bende their bowe: and nocked their arrowes with the string, redy to shoote priuily at them whiche are vpright in heart.
11 Because God hath loosed my corde and humbled me, they haue loosed the bridle before me.
12 Upon my right hande ryse the young men against me, they haue hurt my feete, treading vpon me as vpon the wayes of their destruction.
20 Thou hydest them priuily in thyne owne presence from the raginges of all men: thou kepest them secretly as in a tabernacle from the strife of tongues.
69 The proude haue forged a false tale agaynst me: but I wyll kepe thy commaundementes with my whole heart.
10 Therefore art thou compassed about with snares, & sodenly vexed with feare.
9 He lieth in wayte lurking as a Lion in his denne: he lyeth in wayte lurkyng, that he may violently carry away the afflicted, he doth carry away violentlye the afflicted, in halyng hym into his net.
6 And this is the cause that pride compasse them rounde about: and crueltie couereth them as a garment.
16 For I sayde heare me lest that they shoulde triumph on me: who auaunce them selues greatly agaynst me when my foote doth slyp.
3 Deliuer me from the voyce of the enemie, and from the present affliction of the wicked: for they are minded to do me mischiefe, and are set malitiously against me.
5 Then the waters of the proude: had flowed ouer our soule.
9 Let the labour of his owne lippe couer him: who is head of them that compasse me about.