Psalms 141:4
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
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
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3O plucke me not awaye amonge the vngodly and wicked doers, which speake frendly to their neghboure, but ymagin myschefe in their hertes.
3I wil take no wicked thinge in honde, I hate the synne of vnfaithfulnesse, it shal not cleue vnto me.
4A frowarde herte shal departe fro me, I wil not knowe a wicked personne.
36Enclyne myne herte vnto thy testimonies, & not to cuvetousnes.
37O turne awaye myne eyes, lest they beholde vanite, & quicke me in thy waie.
14Come not in the path of the vngodly, and walke not in the waye of the wicked.
15Eschue it, & go not therin: departe asyde, & passe ouer by it.
8Let not ye vngodly haue his desyre (o LORDE) let him not haue his purpose, lest they be to proude.
3Set a watch (o LORDE) before my mouth, yee a watch at the dore of my lippes.
3and yf thou wilt rule thine owne self, be not ouer gredy of his meate, for meate begyleth and disceaueth.
6Eate not thou wt ye envyous, and desyre no his meate,
4Sela. Kepe me (o LORDE) from the hande of the vngodly, preserue me from the wicked men, which are purposed to ouerthrowe my goinges.
3Thou 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.
4Because of the wordes of thy lippes, I haue kepte me fro the workes of men, in ye waye off the murthurer.
11O let not the fote of pryde ouertake me, O let not the hande of ye vngodly cast me downe.
4Do wel (o LORDE) vnto those that be good and true of herte.
8Remoue fro me vanite and lyes: geue me nether pouerte ner riches, only graunte me a necessary lyuynge.
9Lest yf I be to full, I denye ye, & saye: what felowe is ye LORDE? And lest I beinge constrayned thorow pouerte, fall vnto stealinge, and forsweare the name of my God.
27Turne not asyde, nether to the right hande ner to the lefte, but witholde thy fote from euell.
4whyle my breth is in me, and as longe as the wynde (that God hath geuen me) is in my nostrels.
1Be not thou gelous ouer wicked me, & desyre not thou to be amonge them.
10My sonne, cosente not vnto synners,
9O destroye not my soule with the synners, ner my life with the bloudthurstie.
10With my whole herte do I seke ye, O let me not go wronge out of thy comaundemetes.
11Thy wordes haue I hyd within my herte, yt I shulde not synne agaynst the.
9But myne eyes loke vnto ye, o LORDE God: in the is my trust, oh cast not out my soule.
13Let him refrayne his tonge from euell, and his lippes that they speake no gyle.
5Let the rightuous (rather) smyte me frendly, and reproue me:
1Lorde, I am not hye mynded, I haue no proude lokes.
15My sonne, walke not thou wt them, refrayne yi fote fro their wayes.
30I neuer suffred my mouth to do soch a sinne, as to wysh him euell.
13Kepe thy seruaute also from presumptuous synnes, lest they get the dominion ouer me: so shal I be vndefyled & innocet fro the greate offence.
30whether there be eny vnrightuousnesse in my tonge, or vayne wordes in my mouth.
4For thou art not the God yt hath pleasure in wickednesse, there maye no vngodly personne dwel with the.
18Lest ye LORDE (when he seyth it) be angrie, & turne his wrath from him vnto the.
19Let not yi wrath & gelousy moue ye, to foolow ye wicked and vngodly.
4Their mouth is full of cursinge and bytternes, their fete are swift to shed bloude. Destruccion & wretchednes are in their wayes, ad the waye of peace haue they not knowne: there is no feare off God before their eyes.
101I refrayne my fete from euery euell waye, that I maye kepe thy wordes.
2Hyde me from the gatheringe together of ye frowarde, fro ye heape of wicked doers.
17Let not thine herte be gelous to folowe synners, but kepe ye still in the feare of the LORDE all the daye loge:
1Delyuer me (o LORDE) from the euell men, oh preserue me from the wicked men.
133Ordre my goinges after thy worde, that no wickednesse raigne in me.
24Put awaye from the a frowarde mouth, and let the lippes of slaunder be farre from the.
23Trye me (o God) and seke the grounde of myne hert: proue me, & examen my thoughtes.
24Loke well, yf there be eny waye of wickednesse in me, & lede me in the waye euerlastinge.
11Turne not thou thy mercy fro me o LORDE, but let thy louynge kyndnesse and treuth allwaye preserue me.
4I syt not amoge vayne personnes, and haue no fellishepe with the disceatfull.
5I hate the congregacion of the wicked, and I will not syt amonge the vngodly.
25O let the not saye in their hertes: there there, so wolde we haue it. O let them not saye: we haue ouercome him.
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.