Psalms 140:3
They sharpen their tonges like a serpent, Adders poyson is vnder their lippes.
They sharpen their tonges like a serpent, Adders poyson is vnder their lippes.
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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.
15 Their fete are swifte to shed bloude.
3 Which whette their tuges like a swerde, & shute wt their venimous wordes like as wt arowes.
4 That they maye preuely hurte ye innocet, & sodely to hit him wt out eny feare.
4 They are as furious as the serpent, euen like the deaf Adder that stoppeth hir eares.
2 Which ymagin myschefe in their hertes, & stere vp strife all the daye longe.
9 their throte is an open sepulchre: with their tonges they disceaue.
9 Sela. Let the myschefe of their owne lippes fall vpon ye head of the, yt copase me aboute.
2 Where as the goodnesse of God endureth yet daylie.
3 Thy tonge ymagineth wickednesse, and with lyes it cutteth like a sharpe rasoure.
4 Thou louest vngraciousnesse more the good, to talke of lyes more then rightuousnesse.
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.
8 Their tunges are like sharpe arowes, to speake disceate. With their mouth they speake peaceably to their neghboure, but preuely they laye waite for him.
7 He sytteth lurkynge in the gardens, that he maye pryuely murthur the innocent, his eyes are set vpo the poore.
9 They stretch forth their mouth vnto the heauen, & their tonge goeth thorow the worlde.
4 Their deuyce is only how to put him out, their delyte is i lyes: they geue good wordes wt their mouth but curse wt their herte.
7 Beholde, they speake (agaynst me) wt their mouth, swerdes are vnder their lippes, for who reproueth the?
33 Their wyne is the poyson of Dragons, & the furious gall of Adders.
16 The serpentes heade shall sucke him, and the adders tonge shall slaye him:
2 and speake agaynst me with false toges. They compase me aboute with wordes of hatred, & fight agaynst me without a cause.
2 For their herte ymagineth to do hurte, & their lippes talke of myschefe.
4 Sela. Kepe me (o LORDE) from the hande of the vngodly, preserue me from the wicked men, which are purposed to ouerthrowe my goinges.
5 The proude haue layed a snare for me, & spred a nett abrode with coardes, yee & sett trappes in my waye.
3 What rewarde shalbe geuen or done vnto the, thou false tonge?
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.
7 But God shall sodenly shute with an arowe, yt they shall be wounded.
8 Yee their owne tunges shall make them fall, In so moch that who so seyth the, shal laugh the to scorne.
8 But the toge can no man tame. Yt is an vnruely euell full of deedly poysou.
2 Euery man telleth lyes to his neghbor, they do but flater with their lippes and dissemble in their herte.
3 O that the LORDE wolde rote out all disceatfull lippes, ad the tonge that speaketh proude thinges.
3 They ymagin craftely agaynst thy people, & take councell agaynst thy secrete ones.
32 It goeth downe softly, but at the last it byteth like a serpet, and styngeth as an Adder.
62 The lippes of myne enemies, & their deuyces that they take agaynst me, all the daye longe.
11 For they inteded myschefe agaynst the, & ymagined soch deuyces, as they were not able to perfourme.
4 Sela. This shal God sende, for his mercy and faithfulnesse sake. I lye with my soule amonge the cruell lyons:
13 Let him refrayne his tonge from euell, and his lippes that they speake no gyle.
18 Shewe thy seruaunt the light of thy countenaunce, helpe me for thy mercies sake.
10 Which manteyne their owne welthynesse with oppression, & their mouth speaketh proude thinges.
11 They lye waytinge in or waye on euery syde, turnynge their eyes downe to the grounde.
13 They gape vpon me with their mouthes, as it were a rampinge and roaringe lyon.
12 They that sought after my life, and to do me euell, spake of lyes and ymagined disceate all the daye longe.
6 Set vp thy self (o God) aboue the heaues, and thy glory aboue all the earth.
10 They haue opened their mouthes wyde vpon me, and smytten me vpon the cheke despitefully, they haue eased the selues thorow myne aduersite.
22 They gaue me gall to eate, & whe I was thurstie, they gaue me vyneger to drynke.
20 And why? their comonynge is not for peace, but they ymagin false wordes agaynst ye outcastes of the londe.
5 Yee one dissembleth with another, and they deale with no treuth. They haue practised their tunges to lye, and taken greate paynes to do myschefe.
21 O cast thy burthen (or care) vpon the LORDE, he shal norish the, and not leaue the rightuous in vnquietnesse.
11 A babler of his tonge is no better, then a serpent that styngeth without hyssynge.
14 The vngodly drawe out the swerde & bende their bowe, to cast downe ye symple & poore, and to slaye soch as go ye right waye.