Psalms 109:1
Holde not thy toge, o God of my prayse. For the mouth of the vngodly, yee and the mouth of the disceatfull is opened vpon me,
Holde not thy toge, o God of my prayse. For the mouth of the vngodly, yee and the mouth of the disceatfull is opened vpon me,
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1Holde not thy tonge (o God) kepe not still sylece,, refrayne not yi self, o God.
2Heare my prayer (o God) considre the wordes of my mouth.
2and speake agaynst me with false toges. They compase me aboute with wordes of hatred, & fight agaynst me without a cause.
14Delyuer me from bloudegyltynesse o God, thou that art the God of my health, that my tonge maye prayse thy rightuousnesse.
15Open my lippes (O LORDE) that my mouth maye shewe thy prayse.
1Heare my prayer (o God) and hyde not thy self fro my peticion. Take hede vnto me and heare me, how piteously I mourne & coplayne.
2The enemie crieth so, & the vngodly commeth on so fast: for they are mynded to do me some myschefe, so maliciously are they set agaynst me.
22This thou seist, o LORDE: holde not thy tonge the: go not farre fro me, o LORDE.
12And so thou hast turned my heuynesse into ioye: thou hast put of my sack cloth, & gyrded me wt gladnesse. That my honor might synge prayses vnto the wt out ceassynge: O LORDE my God, I wil geue thankes vnto the for euer.
1Heare my prayer (o LORDE) and let my criege come vnto the.
1Heare my crienge (o God) geue hede vnto my prayer.
30As for me, I wil geue thankes vnto the LORDE with my mouth, and prayse him amonge the multitude.
26That they maye knowe, how that this is thy hande, and that thou hast done it.
1O God, my hert is ready to synge, & to geue prayse.
1Heare my wordes (o LORDE) considre my callynge.
2O marke the voyce of my peticion, my kynge & my God: for vnto the wil I make my prayer.
2O my God, I crie in the daye tyme, but thou hearest not: and in the night season also I take no rest.
24Iudge me (o LORDE my God) acordinge to thy rightuousnesse, yt they triuphe not ouer me.
1Prayse the LORDE (o my soule:) whyle I lyue wil I prayse the LORDE, yee as loge as I haue eny beynge, I wil synge prayses vnto my God.
1Geue sentence vpon me (o God) & defende my cause agaynst the vnholy people: Oh delyuer me from the disceatfull & wicked man.
1Preserue me (o God) for in the do I trust.
1Heare my voyce (o God) in my coplaynte, preserue my life fro feare of ye enemie.
11Turne not thou thy mercy fro me o LORDE, but let thy louynge kyndnesse and treuth allwaye preserue me.
1Lorde, I call vpon the: haist the vnto me, and consider my voyce, whe I crie vnto the.
21Forsake me not (O LORDE my God) O go not farre fro me.
1Heare my prayer (o LORDE) considre my desyre: answere me for thy treuth & rightuousnesse sake.
6Sela. But my sayenge is vnto the LORDE: thou art my God, heare the voyce of my prayer o LORDE.
3Set a watch (o LORDE) before my mouth, yee a watch at the dore of my lippes.
1Unto the wil I crie, o my stronge defence: thinke no scorne of me, lest (yf thou make the as though thou herdest not) I become like them, that go downe into ye pytte.
15For in the (O LORDE) is my trust, thou shalt heare me, O LORDE my God.
1Heare ye right (O LORDE) cosidre my coplaynte: herken vnto my prayer, that goeth not out of a fayned mouth.
1I wil allwaye geue thankes vnto the LORDE, his prayse shal euer be in my mouth.
12Sela. Heare my prayer o LORDE, and considre my callinge: shewe not thy self as though thou sawest not my teares. For I am a straunger and pilgrymme with the, as all my forefathers were.
2Oh let thine eares considre well the voyce of my complaynte.
1Thou (o God) art praysed in Sion, and vnto the is the vowe perfourmed.
8Cast me not awaye in myne olde age, forsake me not when my strength fayleth me.
1Delyuer me fro myne enemies (o my God) & defende me fro the yt ryse vp agaynst me.
2And so I shut my mouth, whyle the vngodly layed wayte for me.
20But deale thou with me (o LORDE God) acordinge vnto thy name, for swete is thy mercy.
21O delyuer me, for I am helplesse & poore, & my herte is wounded within me,
1O Lorde God my Sauyor, I crie daye & night before the: Oh let my prayer entre in to thy presence, encline thine eare vnto my callynge.
5Let the people prayse the (o God) let all people prayse the.
12As for me, I wil pacietly abyde allwaye, & wil euer encrease thy prayse.
3Let the people prayse the (o God) yee let all people prayse the.
28Thou art my God, & I wil thanke the: thou art my God, and I wil prayse the.
19But be not thou farre fro me, o LORDE: thou art my sucoure, haist the to helpe me.
1Haist the (o God) to delyuer me, & to helpe me, o LORDE.
8Which holdeth or soule in life, and suffreth not oure fete to slippe.
8O LORDE God of hoostes, heare my prayer: herken o God of Iacob.
1O prayse the LORDE, for it is a good thinge to synge prayses vnto or God: yee a ioyfull and pleasaunt thinge is it to be thankfull.