Psalms 104:22
But when the Sonne ariseth, they get them awaye together, and lye them downe in their dennes.
But when the Sonne ariseth, they get them awaye together, and lye them downe in their dennes.
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18The hilles are a refuge for the wylde goates, and so are the stony rockes for ye conyes.
19Thou hast appoynted the Moone for certayne seasons, the Sonne knoweth his goinge downe.
20Thou makest darcknesse, that it maye be night, wherin all the beastes of the forest do moue.
21Yee and the yonge lyons which roare after the praye, and seke their meate at God.
39Huntest thou the praye fro the Lyon, or fedest thou his whelpes
40lyege in their denes & lurkinge in their couches?
8The beestes crepe in to their dennes, & take their rest.
23Then goeth man forth to his worke, and to till his londe vntill the euenynge.
5The Sone aryseth, the Sonne goeth downe, & returneth to his place, yt he maye there ryse vp agayne.
11They lye waytinge in or waye on euery syde, turnynge their eyes downe to the grounde.
12Like as a lyon that is gredy of his pray, & as it were a lyons whelpe lurckynge in his denne.
5Beholde, the wilde asses in ye deserte go by tymes (as their maner is) to spoyle: Yee the very wildernesse ministreth foode for their children.
11Where is now the dwellinge of the lyos, and the pasture of the lyons whelpes? where the lyon and the lyonesse wente with the whelpes, and no man frayed them awaye?
12But the lyon spoyled ynough for his yonge ones, and deuoured for his lyonesse: he fylled his dennes with his pray, & his dwellinge place with that he had rauy?shed.
7But at thy rebuke they fle, at the voyce of thy thonder they are afrayed.
8Then are the hilles sene alofte, & the valleys beneth in their place which thou hast appoynted for the.
16In the night season they search the houses, and hyde them selues in the daye tyme, but wil not knowe ye light
17For as soone as the daye breaketh, the shadowe of death commeth vpo them, and they go in horrible darcknesse.
29Their crie is as it were of a lyon, and the roaringe of them like lyons whelpes. They shal roare, and hatch vp the praye, and no man shal recouer it or get it from the.
13They gape vpon me with their mouthes, as it were a rampinge and roaringe lyon.
3Or when they lye downe, when they cast their yonge ones, & when they are delyuered off their trauayle & payne?
4How their yoge ones growe vp & waxe greate thorow good fedinge?
12but when man slepeth, he ryseth not agayne, vntill the heauen perish: he shal not wake vp ner ryse out of his slepe.
6Their dwellinge was beside foule brokes, yee in the caues & dennes of the earth.
7Vpo the drye heeth wete they aboute crienge, & in the brome hilles they gathered them together.
20yt the mountaynes shulde geue him grasse, where all the beastes off the felde take their pastyme.
21He lyeth amoge the redes in the Mosses, the fennes
19But be tymes in the mornynge at the breake off the daye, the kynge arose, and wente in all haist vnto the denne off the Lyons.
27They wayte all vpo the, that thou mayest geue them meate in due season.
29But when thou hydest thy face, they are soroufull: yf thou takest awaye their breth, they dye, & are turned agayne to their dust.
17When their tyme cometh, they shalbe destroyed and perishe: and when they be set on fyre, they shalbe remoued out of their place,
12chaunginge the night in to daye, & ye light in to darcknes.
4When I layed me downe to slepe, I sayde: O when shal I ryse? Agayne, I longed sore for the night. Thus am I full off sorowe, till it be darcke.
10The roaringe of the lyon, the cryenge off the lyonesse, & ye teth off ye lyos whelpes are broke.
11The greate lyon perysheth, because he ca get no pray and the lyons whelpes are scatred abrode.
4Their soude is gone out in to all londes, and their wordes in to the endes of the worlde.
24Beholde, the people shall ryse vp as a Lyonesse, & heue vp him self as a Lyon. He shal not lye downe, tyll he eate of the pray, and drynke the bloude of the slayne.
11That all the beastes of the felde maye haue drynke, & that the wylde asses maye quench their thyrste.
12Aboue vpon the hilles haue the foules of the ayre their habitacion, and synge amonge the braunches.
14In so moch that they runne in to darcknesse by fayre daye, and grope aboute them at the noone daye, like as in the night.
14Sela. Let the go to & fro, & rune aboute the cite, youlinge like dogges.
15Let the runne here & there for meate, and grudge when they haue not ynough.
6which wente amonge the lyons, & became a fearce lyon: lerned to spoyle and to deuoure folcke:
4Doth a lyon roare in the wodde, excepte he haue a pray? Or crieth a lyons whelpe out of his denne, excepte he haue gotten somthige?
14Tymely in the mornynge do they aryse, to murthur the symple and poore, & in the night they go a stealinge.
16Thou dyggest vp welles & brokes, thou dryest vp mightie waters.
9yee to rauish the poore, when he hath gotten him in to his nett.
16For they can not slepe, excepte they haue first done some myschefe: nether take they eny rest, excepte they haue first done some harme.
26Now slepe they both a like in the earth, & the wormes couer them.
15They take vp all with their angle, they catch it in their net, & gather it in their yarne: wherof they reioyce and are glad.