Psalms 141:3
Set a watch (o LORDE) before my mouth, yee a watch at the dore of my lippes.
Set a watch (o LORDE) before my mouth, yee a watch at the dore of my lippes.
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1 I sayde: I wil kepe my waies, that I offended not in my tonge.
15 Open my lippes (O LORDE) that my mouth maye shewe thy prayse.
24 Put awaye from the a frowarde mouth, and let the lippes of slaunder be farre from the.
3 Thou hast proued & visited myne herte in the night season: thou hast tried me in the fyre, & hast founde no wickednes in me: for I vtterly purposed, that my mouth shulde not offende.
4 Because of the wordes of thy lippes, I haue kepte me fro the workes of men, in ye waye off the murthurer.
5 Oh ordre thou my goynges in thy pathes, that my fote steppes slippe not.
13 Let him refrayne his tonge from euell, and his lippes that they speake no gyle.
6 Geue eare, for I wil speake of greate matters, & open my lippes to tell thinges that be right.
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.
4 O let not myne hert be enclyned to eny euell thige, to be mynded as the vngodly or wicked men, lest I eate of soch thinges as please the
3 He that kepeth his mouth, kepeth his life: but who so speaketh vnaduysed, fyndeth harme.
13 With my lippes wil I be tellynge out all the iudgmentes of thy mouth.
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.
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,
2 and speake agaynst me with false toges. They compase me aboute with wordes of hatred, & fight agaynst me without a cause.
2 Heare my prayer (o God) considre the wordes of my mouth.
9 Sela. Let the myschefe of their owne lippes fall vpon ye head of the, yt copase me aboute.
14 Yee the wordes of my mouth & the meditacio of my herte shalbe acceptable vnto the, o LORDE, my helper and my redemer.
2 yt thou mayest regarde good councell, and that thy lippes maye kepe nurtoure.
18 Shewe thy seruaunt the light of thy countenaunce, helpe me for thy mercies sake.
1 Heare ye right (O LORDE) cosidre my coplaynte: herken vnto my prayer, that goeth not out of a fayned mouth.
23 Who so kepeth his mouth and his tonge, the same kepeth his soule from troubles.
2 Beholde, I wil open my mouth, & my tonge shal speake out of my chawes.
3 My hert shall ordre my wordes a right, & my lyppes shal talke of pure wy?dome.
2 Delyuer my soule (o LORDE) fro lyenge lippes, & fro a disceatfull toge.
171 My lippes shall speake of thy prayse, seynge thou hast taught me thy statutes.
2 Let my prayer be set forth in thy sight as the incese, and let the liftinge vp of my hades be an euenynge sacrifice.
18 for it is a pleasaunt thinge yf thou kepe it in thine herte, and practise it in thy mouth:
16 Where as I neuertheles ledinge the flock in thy wayes, haue compelled none by violence. For I neuer desyred eny mas deeth, this knowest thou well. My wordes also were right before the.
3 My mouth shal speake of wy?dome, and my hert shal muse of vnderstondinge.
3 O that the LORDE wolde rote out all disceatfull lippes, ad the tonge that speaketh proude thinges.
31 The mouth of the iust wilbe talkynge of wysdome, but the tonge of the frowarde shal perish.
43 O take not ye worde of treuth vtterly out of my mouth, for my hope is in thy iudgmentes.
11 Thy wordes haue I hyd within my herte, yt I shulde not synne agaynst the.
10 When ye prophecy is in ye lippes of ye kynge, his mouth shal not go wroge in iudgment.
3 In the mouth of the foolish is the boostinge of lordshipe, but ye lippes of ye wyse wilbe warre of soch.
131 I ope my mouth & drawe in my breth, for I desyre thy commaundemetes.
3 Heare my voyce by tymes (o LORDE) for early in the morninge wil I gett me vnto the, yee & yt wt diligece.
9 But myne eyes loke vnto ye, o LORDE God: in the is my trust, oh cast not out my soule.
16 yee my reynes shalbe very glad, yf yi lyppes speake the thinge yt is right.
8 Cast me not awaye in myne olde age, forsake me not when my strength fayleth me.
6 Therfore heare my wordes, and pondre the sentence of my lippes.
148 Myne eyes preuete ye night watches, yt I might be occupied in thy wordes.
27 Hath my hert medled priuely wt eny disceate? Or, dyd I euer kysse myne owne honde
1 Heare my wordes (o LORDE) considre my callynge.
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.
62 The lippes of myne enemies, & their deuyces that they take agaynst me, all the daye longe.
133 Ordre my goinges after thy worde, that no wickednesse raigne in me.