Psalms 55:18
He hath redeemed my soule through peace from the battayle that was against me: for there were many with me.
He hath redeemed my soule through peace from the battayle that was against me: for there were many with me.
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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.
19He brought me also foorth into a place of libertie: he brought me foorth, because he had a fauour vnto 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.
20For he brought me out into roomth: he deliuered me, because he had a fauour vnto me.
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.
7For he hath deliuered me out of all my trouble: and mine eye hath seene auengaunce vpon mine enemies.
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.
18Draw nigh vnto my soule & redeeme it: for myne enemies sake oh redeeme me.
1A psalme of Dauid when he fled from the face of Absalom his sonne. O God howe are myne enemies increased? many do ryse vp against me.
2Many say of my soule: there is no saluation for it in God. Selah.
1To the chiefe musition, destroy not, a golden psalme of Dauid, when Saul sent, and they did watch the house to kill him. Deliuer me from myne enemies O Lorde: defende me fro them that rise vp against me.
58Thou (O Lorde) hast mayntayned the cause of my soule, and hast redeemed my lyfe.
7Returne O my soule vnto thy rest: for God hath rewarded thee.
8For thou O Lorde hast deliuered my soule from death: myne eyes from teares, and my feete from fallyng.
17Beholde, bitter as gall was my pensiuenesse, so sore longed I for health, and it was thy pleasure to deliuer my lyfe from the filthy pit: for thou it is O Lorde that hast cast all my sinnes behynde thy backe.
15My time is in thy hande, deliuer me from the hande of mine enemies: and from them that persecute me.
3For straungers are rysen vp against me: and tirauntes whiche haue not the Lorde before their eyes, seeke after my soule. Selah.
4Behold, God is an ayde vnto me: the Lorde is with them that vpholde my soule.
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.
6My soule hath dwelt long: with hym that hateth peace.
7I am a man of peace: but because I do speake therof, they prepare them selues to battayle.
4If I haue done euyll vnto hym that had peace with me: and if I haue not deliuered hym that is without a cause myne aduersarie?
13For great is thy mercy towarde me: and thou hast deliuered my soule from the lowest part of hell.
14O 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.
3Though an hoast of men were layde in campe against me, yet shall not mine heart be afraide: and though there rose vp warre against me, yet I wyll put my trust in this.
3For 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.
13Sing vnto the Lord and prayse hym, for he hath deliuered the soule of the oppressed from the hande of the violent.
3Bryng foorth the speare, and stop the way against them that persecute me: say vnto my soule, I am thy saluation.
13Thou hast thrust sore at me, that I might fall: but God dyd ayde me
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.
3I wyll call vpon God, who is most worthy to be praysed: so I shall be safe from myne enemies.
2And he saide: The Lorde is my rocke, and my castell, and my delyuerer.
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.
2Myne enemies are dayly in hande to swalowe me vp: for they be many that fight against me, O thou most highest.
16As for me I wyll crye vnto the Lord: and God wyll saue me.
17In the euening and morning, and at noone day wyll I pray, and that most instantly: and he wyll heare my voyce.
2They haue troubled me often from my youth vp: but they haue not preuayled against me.
13For thou hast deliuered my soule from death, and my feete from falling: that I may walke before the Lorde in the light of the liuing.
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.
7God is with me amongst them that ayde me: therfore I shall see my desire vpon them that hate me.
3He wyll sende from heauen, and saue me from the reproofe of him that woulde deuour me vp, Selah: the Lorde wyll sende foorth his mercie and trueth.
7O Lorde God the strength of my saluation: thou hast couered my head in the day of battayle.
6I wyll not be afrayde of ten thousandes of the people: that haue set them selues against me rounde about.
4Lest myne enemie say, I haue preuayled agaynst hym: lest they that trouble me reioyce yf I shoulde be remoued.
14Deliuer me from blood O Lorde, the Lorde of my saluation: and my tongue shall sing with a ioyfull noyse of thy iustice.
9Delyuer me O God from myne enemies: I hyde my selfe with thee.