Psalms 109:4
Thus they rewarde me euell for good, & hatred for my good will.
Thus they rewarde me euell for good, & hatred for my good will.
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5Set an vngodly man to be ruler ouer him, & let Satan stonde at his right hande.
2and speake agaynst me with false toges. They compase me aboute with wordes of hatred, & fight agaynst me without a cause.
3For the loue that I had vnto them, they take now my contrary parte, but I geue my self vnto prayer.
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,
22I go hence like ye shadowe that departeth, and am dryuen awaye as ye greshoppers.
19Considre how myne enemies are many, and beare a malicious hate agaynst me.
19But myne enemies lyue, and are mightie: and they that hate me without a cause, are many in nombre.
20They that rewarde me euell for good, speake euell of me, because I folowe the thinge that good is.
20For they speake vnright of the, thine enemies exalte them selues presumptuously.
21I hate them (o LORDE) that hate the, & I maye not awaye with those that ryse vp agaynst the?
22Yee I hate them right sore, therfore are they myne enemies.
10Go not farre fro me, o God: my God, haist the to helpe me.
8Myne enemies reuyle me all the daye longe, they laugh me to scorne, and are sworne together against me.
4They yt hate me without a cause, are mo then the hayres of my heade: they that are myne enemies & wolde destroye me giltlesse, are mightie:
3My herte is heuy within me, and the feare of death is fallen vpon me.
5They vexe me daylie in my wordes: all yt they ymagin, is to do me euell.
6They holde alltogether, & kepe them selues close: they marck my steppes, how they maye catch my soule.
12They rewarde me euell for good, to the greate discomforth of my soule.
44But I saye vnto you: loue youre enemies: Blesse the that cursse you: Do good to the that hate you: Praye for the which do you wronge and persecute you,
41Thou hast made myne enemies to turne their backes vpo me, that I might destroye them that hate me.
19All soch as were my most familiers, abhorre me: and they whom I loued best, are turned agaynst me.
7All they that hate me, runne together agaynst me, and ymagin euell agaynst me.
10They haue opened their mouthes wyde vpon me, and smytten me vpon the cheke despitefully, they haue eased the selues thorow myne aduersite.
9From the vngodly that trouble me, fro myne enemies which compasse my soule rounde aboute.
7I laboured for peace, but when I spake therof, they made them to batayll.
4Lest myne enemie saye: I haue preuayled agaynst hi for yf I be cast downe, they that trouble me will reioyse at it.
2Heare my prayer (o God) considre the wordes of my mouth.
3For straungers are rysen vp agaynst me, and the mightie (which haue not God before their eyes) seke after my soule.
4Yff I haue rewarded euell vnto the yt dealt frendly wt me or hurte the yt wt out eny cause are myne enemies:
13My mouth shal speake of thy rightuousnesse & sauynge health all the daye loge, for I knowe no ende therof.
40Thou hast made myne enemies to turne their backes vpon me, thou hast destroyed the yt hated me.
15But in my aduersite they reioyse, and gather them together: yee ye very lame come together agaynst me vnawarres, makynge mowes at me, & ceasse not.
20Do they not recompence euell for good, when they dygg a pyt for my soule? Remembre, how that I stode before the, to speake for the, ad to turne awaye thy wrath from them.
12They that sought after my life, and to do me euell, spake of lyes and ymagined disceate all the daye longe.
19O let the not triuphe ouer me, that are myne enemies for naught: O let them not wyncke wt their eyes, that hate me without a cause.
2Myne enemies treade me daylie vnder their fete, for they be many, yt proudly fight agaynst me.
157Many there are that trouble me, and persecute me, yet do not I swarue fro thy testimonies.
139My zele hath euen consumed me, because myne enemies haue forgotten thy wordes.
23Yet LORDE, thou knowest all their coucell, that they haue deuysed, to slaye me. And therfore forgeue them not their wickednes, and let not their synne be put out of thy sight: but let them be iudged before the as the giltie: This shalt thou do vnto the in ye tyme of thy indignacion.
3For lo, they lye waytinge for my soule: ye mightie me are gathered together against me, wt out eny offence or faute of me, o LORDE.
4Let them be cofounded and put to shame, that seke after my soule: let the be turned back and brought to confucion, that ymagin myschefe for me.
1Stryue thou with them (o LORDE) that stryue wt me, fight thou agaynst them that fight agaynst me.
10But be thou mercifull vnto me (o LORDE) rayse thou me vp, and I shal rewarde them.
1Why are they so many (o LORDE) yt trouble me? a greate multitude are they, that ryse agaynst me.
52Myne enemies hunted me out sharpely like a byrde, yee and that with out a cause.
14Let the soone be brought to shame, that crie ouer me: there there.
1Delyuer me fro myne enemies (o my God) & defende me fro the yt ryse vp agaynst me.
62The lippes of myne enemies, & their deuyces that they take agaynst me, all the daye longe.
2Let the be shamed & confounded that seke after my soule: let them be turned backwarde & put to confucio, that wysh me euell.