Psalms 7:2
Lest he like a Lion seasoneth on my soule: teareth it in peeces, hauyng no rescue.
Lest he like a Lion seasoneth on my soule: teareth it in peeces, hauyng no rescue.
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1 Siggaion of Dauid, whiche he song vnto God in the busines of Chus, the sonne of Iemini. O God my Lord, in thee I haue put my trust: saue me from all them that do persecute me, and deliuer thou me.
17 Lorde howe long wylt thou looke vpon this: O deliuer my soule from their raginges, and my dearling from Lions whelpes.
3 He 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.
4 My soule is among Lions, and I lye among those that are set on fire: among the children of men whose teeth are speares and arrowes, and their tongue a sharpe sword.
13 They gape vpon me with their mouthes: as it were a rampyng and a roryng lion.
12 Aryse O God, preuent his commyng, make hym to bowe: delyuer thou my soule from the vngodly which is thy sworde.
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.
10 He layeth wayte for me lyke a beare, and as a lion in a hole.
11 He hath marred my wayes, and broken me in peeces, he hath layde me waste altogether.
3 O God my Lord, if I haue done any such thing: or if there be any wickednesse in my handes.
19 But be not thou farre from me O God: thou art my strength, make haste to helpe me.
20 Delyuer my soule from the sworde: and my dearlyng from the dogges pawes.
21 Saue me from the Lions mouth: delyuer me from the hornes of the Unicornes.
13 I thought I woulde haue lyued vntyll the morowe, but he brused my bones lyke a lion: and in one day thou wylt make an ende of me.
2 ridde me and deliuer me in thy ryghteousnesse, incline thine eare vnto me, and saue 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.
11 Where is the abiding place of lions, and the feding plot of lions whelpes become, whyther the young and olde lion had their resort? there dwelt the lion, & there was no man to put him in feare.
12 The lion made his praye aboundauntly for his whelpes, and strangled for his she lions, and hath filled his dennes with pray, and his abyding places with spoyle.
29 His crye is as it were of a Lion, and he roreth lyke Lions whelpes: they shall roare and hantche vpon the pray, and no man shall recouer it, nor get it from them.
10 For myne enemies speake against me: and they that lay awayte for my soule take their counsayle together.
11 They say, the Lorde hath forsaken hym: do you persecute hym and take hym, for there is none to delyuer hym.
13 His archers compasse me rounde about, he woundeth my raines, and doth not spare, my bowels hath he powred vpon the grounde.
22 Consider this I pray you, ye that forget the Lorde: lest I plucke you away, and there be none to delyuer you.
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.
13 O God let it be thy pleasure to deliuer me: make haste O God to helpe me.
1 To the chiefe musition (a psalme) of Dauid, to reduce in remembraunce. Haste thee O Lorde to delyuer me: make haste to helpe me O God.
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.
4 Delyuer me O my Lorde out of the hande of the vngodly: out of the hande of the vnryghteous and cruell man.
8 For mine eyes loke vnto thee O God the Lorde: in thee is my trust, cast not my soule out of me.
20 O kepe my soule and deliuer me, lest I shalbe confounded: for I haue put my trust in thee.
2 Deliuer my soule O God from false lyppes: & from a deceiptful tongue.
6 Consider my complaynt, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecutours, for they are to strong for me.
4 Lest myne enemie say, I haue preuayled agaynst hym: lest they that trouble me reioyce yf I shoulde be remoued.
10 The roring of the lion, and the voyce of the lion, and the teeth of the lions whelpes are pulled out.
11 The lion perisheth for lake of pray, & the lions whelpes are scattered abrode.
7 Therfore wyll I be vnto them as a lion, and as a leoparde in the wayes to the Assyrians.
8 I wyll meete them as a she beare that is robbed of her whelpes, and I wyll breake that stubburne heart of theirs, there wyll I deuour them like a lion, yea the wylde beastes shall teare them.
4 Take me out of the net that they haue layde priuily for me: for thou art my strength.
18 Draw nigh vnto my soule & redeeme it: for myne enemies sake oh redeeme me.
14 I wyll be vnto Ephraim as a lion, and as a lions whelpe to the house of Iuda: I euen I wyll spoyle, and go my away: I wyll take away, and no man shall rescue.
9 His wrath hath torne me he hateth me, & gnasheth vpon me with his teeth: myne enemie loketh fiercely vpon me with his eyes.
11 O go not far fro me, for trouble is harde at hande: and there is none to helpe me.
2 And he saide: The Lorde is my rocke, and my castell, and my delyuerer.
6 Breake their teeth O Lorde in their mouthes: smite a sunder the chawe bones of Lions O God.
15 My time is in thy hande, deliuer me from the hande of mine enemies: and from them that persecute me.
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.
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.
9 Delyuer me O God from myne enemies: I hyde my selfe with thee.
7 Make speede, hearken vnto me O God, my spirite waxeth faynt: hyde not thy face from me, for I am lyke vnto them that go downe into the pyt.
3 Bryng foorth the speare, and stop the way against them that persecute me: say vnto my soule, I am thy saluation.