Psalms 58:7
Let them be dissolued as into water, let them come to naught of them selues: and when they shoote their arrowes, let them be as broken.
Let them be dissolued as into water, let them come to naught of them selues: and when they shoote their arrowes, let them be as broken.
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8 Let them creepe away lyke a snayle that foorthwith consumeth to naught: or lyke the vntimely fruite of a woman, let them not see the sunne.
9 As a greene thorne kindled with fyre, goeth out before your pottes be made whot: euen so let a furious rage bring him to naught.
7 But the Lorde wyll sodenly shoote at them with a swyft arrowe: their plagues shalbe apparaunt.
8 Yea they shall cause their owne tongues to be a meanes for to destroy the selues: insomuch that who so seeth them, shal desire to flee away from them
6 Cast out terrible lightninges and feare them: shoote out thyne arrowes and consume them.
6 Breake their teeth O Lorde in their mouthes: smite a sunder the chawe bones of Lions O God.
12 Therfore thou wilt put them to flight: and direct thine arrowes agaynst their faces.
1 To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid, which is a song. In case the Lorde woulde aryse, his enemies woulde be scattered: and they that hate hym woulde flee from his face.
2 Lyke as the smoke vanisheth, so wylt thou cause them to vanishe away: and lyke as water melteth at the fire, so wyll the vngodly perishe at the presence of the Lorde.
3 Who haue whet their tongue lyke a sword: who haue drawne their arrow, euen a bitter worde.
4 That they may priuily shoote at hym which is perfect: they do sodenly shoote at hym and feare not.
14 The vngodly haue drawen out the sworde, and haue bended their bowe: to cast downe the poore and needie, and to slay such as be of right conuersation.
15 But their sworde shal go thorow their owne heart: & their bow shalbe broken.
23 Let their eyes be blynded that they see not: and euer bowe downe their loynes.
24 Powre out thine indignation vpon them: and let thy wrathfull displeasure take holde of them.
11 Slay them not, lest my people forget it: but in thy stoutnes scatter them like vagaboundes, and put them downe O God our defence.
12 The wordes of their lippes be the sinne of their mouth: O let them be taken in their pryde, for they speake nothing but curses and lies.
10 Destroy thou them O Lord, let them perishe through their owne counsailes: cast them out in the multitude of their vngodlinesse, for they haue rebelled against thee.
7 Shall they escape for their wickednes? O Lorde in thy displeasure cast downe headlong this people.
9 Let the labour of his owne lippe couer him: who is head of them that compasse me about.
10 Let hotte coales be burnyng vpon them: he wyll cast them downe into the fire into deepe pittes, that they may neuer rise vp agayne.
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.
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.
6 They shall be as the grasse growing vpon the house toppes: whiche withereth afore that it be shot foorth to his growth.
17 Which when they haue passed by do vanishe, and when the heate commeth they fayle out of their place.
5 Let them be as dust before the winde: and let the angell of God scatter them.
6 Let their way be darke and slipperie: & let the angell of God persecute them.
21 Therfore, let their children dye of hunger, and let them be oppressed with the sworde: Let their wiues be robbed of their children, and become widowes, let their husbandes be slayne, let their young men be kylled with the sworde in the fielde.
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.
12 He hath bent his bowe, and made me as it were a marke to shoote at.
28 His arrowes are sharpe, and all his bowes bent: his horse hoofes are as flint, and his cart wheeles like a whyrle winde.
15 Let death sodainly come vpon them, let them go downe quicke into hell: for wickednes is in their dwellinges and among them.
4 He hath bent his bowe like an enemie, he hath fastened his ryght hande as an aduersarie, and euery thyng that was pleasaunt to see, he hath slayne: he hath powred out his wrath like a fire, into the tabernacle of the daughter of Sion.
15 Let them be alway before God: that he may roote out the memorial of them from the earth.
17 Let them be confounded and astonied with feare euer more & more: let them be put to shame, and perishe.
13 He hath prepared hym instrumentes of death: he hath ordayned his arrowes agaynst them that be persecutors.
17 Thicke cloudes powred downe rayne, thinne cloudes gaue a noyse: and thine arrowes went abrode into al corners.
13 His archers compasse me rounde about, he woundeth my raines, and doth not spare, my bowels hath he powred vpon the grounde.
24 He shall flee from the iron weapon, and the bowe of steele shall strike him through.
2 For they shall soone be cut downe like the grasse: and be withered euen as the greene hearbe.
15 He shot arrowes, and scattered them: to wit lyghtning, & ouerthrew them.
5 Thyne arrowes are sharpe: a people the kynges enemies shall submit in heart them selues vnto thee.
23 I wyll heape mischiefes vpon them, & wyll destroy them with mine arrowes.
10 For whyles the thornes cleaue together, and whyles they banquet out their feastes, they are deuoured vp as very drie stubble.
3 Howe long wyll ye imagine mischiefe against euery man? ye shalbe slayne all the sort of you: ye shalbe as a tottering wall, and like a broken hedge.
28 He starteth not away from him that bendeth the bowe: & as for sling stones he careth asmuch for stouble as for the.
14 He shot out his arrowes, and scattered them: he cast foorth much lyghtnynges, and destroyed them.
4 So much as sharpe arrowes of a strong man in thy sydes: with Iuniper coales powred on thy head.
14 They fell vpon me, as it had ben the breaking in of waters, and came in by heapes to destroy me.
9 Thou wilt make them like a burnyng furnace in tyme of thy furie: God wyll destroy them in his wrath, and fire shall consume them.