Psalms 12:3
O that the LORDE wolde rote out all disceatfull lippes, ad the tonge that speaketh proude thinges.
O that the LORDE wolde rote out all disceatfull lippes, ad the tonge that speaketh proude thinges.
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2 Euery man telleth lyes to his neghbor, they do but flater with their lippes and dissemble in their herte.
4 Which saye: Oure toge shulde preuayle: we are they that ought to speake, who is lorde ouer vs?
18 Shewe thy seruaunt the light of thy countenaunce, helpe me for thy mercies sake.
12 For ye synne of their mouth, for the wordes of their lippes, & because of their pryde, let the be taken: & why? their preachinge is of cursynge & lyes.
31 The mouth of the iust wilbe talkynge of wysdome, but the tonge of the frowarde shal perish.
32 The lippes of the rightuous are occupied in acceptable thinges, but the mouth of the vngodly taketh them to the worst.
22 The LORDE abhorreth disceatfull lippes, but they that laboure for treuth, please him.
28 A dyssemblynge tonge hateth one that rebuketh him, and a flaterige mouth worketh myschefe.
2 Delyuer my soule (o LORDE) fro lyenge lippes, & fro a disceatfull toge.
3 What rewarde shalbe geuen or done vnto the, thou false tonge?
19 A true mouth is euer constat, but a dyssemblinge toge is soone chaunged.
9 their throte is an open sepulchre: with their tonges they disceaue.
24 Put awaye from the a frowarde mouth, and let the lippes of slaunder be farre from the.
10 Which manteyne their owne welthynesse with oppression, & their mouth speaketh proude thinges.
4 Thou louest vngraciousnesse more the good, to talke of lyes more then rightuousnesse.
5 Who so preuely slaundreth his neghboure, him wil I destroye: Who so hath a proude loke & an hye stomacke, I maye not awaye with him.
6 But as for me, I wil come in to thy house, euen vpon the multitude of thy mercy: ad in thy feare wyll I worshipe towarde thy holy teple.
9 Sela. Let the myschefe of their owne lippes fall vpon ye head of the, yt copase me aboute.
7 He sytteth lurkynge in the gardens, that he maye pryuely murthur the innocent, his eyes are set vpo the poore.
2 Where as the goodnesse of God endureth yet daylie.
3 In the mouth of the foolish is the boostinge of lordshipe, but ye lippes of ye wyse wilbe warre of soch.
11 They shal fall in to the swerde, & be a porcio for foxes. But ye kynge shal reioyse in God: all they that sweare by hym, shal be commeded, for the mouth of lyers shalbe stopped.
3 Let go yor greate boostinge of hye thynges, let go out of youre mouth that olde byworde: for the LORDE is a God yt knoweth all thinges, & he hath set all workes in order.
3 They sharpen their tonges like a serpent, Adders poyson is vnder their lippes.
13 Let him refrayne his tonge from euell, and his lippes that they speake no gyle.
3 Set a watch (o LORDE) before my mouth, yee a watch at the dore of my lippes.
2 For he dyssembleth before his face, so longe till his abhominable synne be founde out.
3 The wordes of his mouth are vnrightuousnesse and disceate, he wil not be lerned to do good.
9 They stretch forth their mouth vnto the heauen, & their tonge goeth thorow the worlde.
13 Their throte is an open sepulcre, with their tunges they haue disceaued, the poyson off Aspes is vnder their lippes.
14 Their mouth is full of cursynge and bytternesse.
7 For my throte shal be talkynge of ye trueth, & my lippes abhorre vngodlynesse.
4 whyle my breth is in me, and as longe as the wynde (that God hath geuen me) is in my nostrels.
2 Let another ma prayse the, & not thine owne mouth: yee other folkes lippes, and not thyne.
36 Neuerthelesse, they dyd but flater him in their mouthes, and dissembled with him in their tonges.
12 The wordes out of a wyse mans mouth are gracious, but the lippes of a foole wil destroye himself.
3 For the vngodly maketh boost of his owne hertes desyre, the cuvetous blesseth him self, and blasphemeth the LORDE.
13 Righteous lippes are pleasaut vnto kynges, and they loue him yt speaketh ye trueth.
7 Beholde, they speake (agaynst me) wt their mouth, swerdes are vnder their lippes, for who reproueth the?
12 For the daye of ye LORDE of hostes shal go ouer all pryde & presumpcio, vpon all the that exalte the selues, and shal bringe them all downe?
4 A wicked body holdeth moch of false lippes, & a dyssemblynge persone geueth eare to a disceatfull toge.
8 Whose mouth talketh of vanite, & their right hade is a righthande of falsede.
17 A proude loke, a dyssemblynge tonge, hades that shed innocent bloude,
9 Eue the LORDE of hoostes hath deuysed it, that he maye put downe al pompe, and minish all the glory of the worlde.
11 And therfore the LORDE also shal speake wt lispinge lippes and wt a straunge laguage vnto this people, to whom he spake afore of this maner:
3 They bede their tuges like bowes, to shute out lies: As for the treuth, they maye nothinge awaye with all in the worlde. For they go from one wickednes to another, and holde nothinge of me, saieth the LORDE.
5 Who so flatreth his neghbor, layeth a nette for his fete.
8 Yee their owne tunges shall make them fall, In so moch that who so seyth the, shal laugh the to scorne.
10 This shal happen vnto them for their pryde, because they haue dealte so shamefully with the LORDE of hoostes people, and magnified them selues aboue them.
3 He yt vseth no disceat in his tonge: he that doth no euell to his neghboure, & slaundreth not his neghbours.