Psalms 140:9
Sela. Let the myschefe of their owne lippes fall vpon ye head of the, yt copase me aboute.
Sela. Let the myschefe of their owne lippes fall vpon ye head of the, yt copase me aboute.
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10 Let hote burnynge coales fall vpo the, let the be cast in to the fyre, and in to the pytt, that they neuer ryse vp agayne.
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.
9 From the vngodly that trouble me, fro myne enemies which compasse my soule rounde aboute.
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.
8 Let not ye vngodly haue his desyre (o LORDE) let him not haue his purpose, lest they be to proude.
18 Shewe thy seruaunt the light of thy countenaunce, helpe me for thy mercies sake.
62 The lippes of myne enemies, & their deuyces that they take agaynst me, all the daye longe.
2 and speake agaynst me with false toges. They compase me aboute with wordes of hatred, & fight agaynst me without a cause.
3 For the loue that I had vnto them, they take now my contrary parte, but I geue my self vnto prayer.
2 Which ymagin myschefe in their hertes, & stere vp strife all the daye longe.
3 They sharpen their tonges like a serpent, Adders poyson is vnder their lippes.
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.
8 Let a sodane destruccio come vpon him vnawarres, and ye nett that he hath layed priuely, catch him self, that he maye fall in to his owne myschefe.
22 Let the noyse be herde out of their houses, when the murtherer cometh sodenly vpon them: For they haue digged a pit to take me, and layed snares for my fete.
23 Yet 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.
16 For his vnhappynes shall come vpon his owne heade, & his wickednes shall fall vpon his owne pate.
14 Let the soone be brought to shame, that crie ouer me: there there.
9 their throte is an open sepulchre: with their tonges they disceaue.
10 Punysh them (o God) that they maye perish in their owne ymaginacions: cast them out because of the multitude of their vngodlinesse, for they rebell agaynst the.
25 O let the not saye in their hertes: there there, so wolde we haue it. O let them not saye: we haue ouercome him.
26 Let them be put to confucion and shame, that reioyse at my trouble: let the be clothed with rebuke and dishonoure, that boost the selues agaynst me.
20 But deale thou with me (o LORDE God) acordinge vnto thy name, for swete is thy mercy.
22 They gaue me gall to eate, & whe I was thurstie, they gaue me vyneger to drynke.
13 My mouth shal speake of thy rightuousnesse & sauynge health all the daye loge, for I knowe no ende therof.
8 Yee their owne tunges shall make them fall, In so moch that who so seyth the, shal laugh the to scorne.
2 For their herte ymagineth to do hurte, & their lippes talke of myschefe.
2 Let the be shamed & confounded that seke after my soule: let them be turned backwarde & put to confucio, that wysh me euell.
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.
3 Set a watch (o LORDE) before my mouth, yee a watch at the dore of my lippes.
3 O plucke me not awaye amonge the vngodly and wicked doers, which speake frendly to their neghboure, but ymagin myschefe in their hertes.
4 Let 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.
9 They stretch forth their mouth vnto the heauen, & their tonge goeth thorow the worlde.
11 They kepte me in on euery syde, but in the name of the LORDE, I wil destroye them.
12 They came aboute me like bees, & were as hote as the fyre in the thornes, but in the name of the LORDE I wil destroye them.
29 Let myne aduersaries be clothed with their owne shame, as with a cloake.
24 Let their eyes be blynded, that they se not: & euer bowe downe their backes.
18 Let my persecuters be confounded, but not me: let them be afrayed, and not me. Thou shalt bringe vpon the the tyme off their plage, and shalt destroye them right sore.
9 But myne eyes loke vnto ye, o LORDE God: in the is my trust, oh cast not out my soule.
10 Kepe me fro ye snare which they haue layed for me, and fro the trappes of the wicked doers. Let the vngodly fall in to their owne nettes together, vntill I be gone by them.
19 O 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.
20 And why? their comonynge is not for peace, but they ymagin false wordes agaynst ye outcastes of the londe.
2 For lo, thy enemies make a murmuringe, & they yt hate the, lift vp their heade.
12 They that sought after my life, and to do me euell, spake of lyes and ymagined disceate all the daye longe.
10 Go not farre fro me, o God: my God, haist the to helpe me.
2 Hyde me from the gatheringe together of ye frowarde, fro ye heape of wicked doers.
7 Therfore myne enemy shalbe founde as the vngodly, & he yt taketh parte agaynst me, as the vnrightuous.
27 For they persecute him whom thou hast smytten, & besyde thy woundes they haue geuen him moo.
7 Beholde, they speake (agaynst me) wt their mouth, swerdes are vnder their lippes, for who reproueth the?