Psalms 144:11
Saue me and delyuer me from the honde of straunge childre, whose mouth talketh of vanite, and their right hande is a right hande of falsede.
Saue me and delyuer me from the honde of straunge childre, whose mouth talketh of vanite, and their right hande is a right hande of falsede.
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7 Sende downe thine hande from aboue, delyuer me and take me out of ye greate waters, from the hande of straunge childre.
8 Whose mouth talketh of vanite, & their right hade is a righthande of falsede.
4 For thou (o LORDE God) art the thinge that I loge for, thou art my hope euen fro my youth.
10 Thou that geuest victory vnto kynges, and hast delyuered Dauid thy seruaunt from the parell of the swerde.
2 Delyuer my soule (o LORDE) fro lyenge lippes, & fro a disceatfull toge.
23 To delyuer me me from the enemies honde, or to saue me from the powers off the mightie?
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 Sela. That thy beloued might be delyuered, helpe them with thy right hande, and heare me.
15 For I haue herde the blasphemy of the multitude: euery man abhorreth me: they haue gathered a councel together agaynst me, and are purposed to take awaye my life.
12 Vpon my right hade they rose together agaynst me, they haue hurte my fete, made awaye to destroye me,
13 Vp LORDE, dispoynte him & cast him downe: delyuer my soule with thy swerde from the vngodly.
14 Fro the men of thy honde (o LORDE) from the men off the worlde, which haue their porcion in this life: whose belies thou fyllest with thy treasure.
1 Delyuer me (o LORDE) from the euell men, oh preserue me from the wicked men.
6 That thy beloued maye be delyuered: helpe then with thy right hande, & heare me.
11 Oh God, how loge shal the aduersary do this dishonoure, how loge shal the enemie blaspheme thy name? foreuer?
2 Be thou my stronge holde (where vnto I maye allwaye fle) thou that hast promised to helpe me: for thou art my house of defence & my castell.
7 Shewe yi maruelous louinge kindnesse, thou that sauest them which put their trust in the, from soch as resist thy right honde.
1 Delyuer me fro myne enemies (o my God) & defende me fro the yt ryse vp agaynst me.
2 O delyuer me fro the wicked doers, & saue me fro the bloudthurstie me.
11 God hath geuen me ouer to the vngodly, and delyuered me in to the hondes of ye wicked.
12 Delyuer me not into the wylles of myne aduersaries, for there are false wytnesses rysen vp against me, and they ymagyn myschefe.
4 Delyuer the outcaste & poore, & saue hym from the hande of the vngodly.
12 That or sonnes maye growe vp as the yoge plantes, and that oure doughters maye be as the polished corners of the temple.
9 Delyuer me (o LORDE) fro myne enemies, for I resorte vnto the.
10 In whose hondes is wickednesse, and their right honde is full of giftes.
21 And I will ryd the out of the hondes of the wicked, and delyuer the out of the honde of Tirauntes.
3 O plucke me not awaye amonge the vngodly and wicked doers, which speake frendly to their neghboure, but ymagin myschefe in their hertes.
12 That thou mayest be delyuered fro ye euell waye, and from the man yt speaketh frowarde thinges.
16 for he shall heare his handmayden, to delyuer me from the hande of all them, that wolde destroye me with my sonne from the enheritaunce of God.
11 O let not the fote of pryde ouertake me, O let not the hande of ye vngodly cast me downe.
14 Delyuer me from bloudegyltynesse o God, thou that art the God of my health, that my tonge maye prayse thy rightuousnesse.
16 That thou mayest be delyuered also from the straunge woman, and from her that is not thine owne: which geueth swete wordes,
17 Let thy honde be vpon the man of thy right honde, & vpon the man who thou maydest so moch off for thine owne self.
1 Geue sentence vpon me (o God) & defende my cause agaynst the vnholy people: Oh delyuer me from the disceatfull & wicked man.
8 And now LORDE, wherin shall I comforte me? my hope is in the.
9 But myne eyes loke vnto ye, o LORDE God: in the is my trust, oh cast not out my soule.
30 Yf thou be innocet, he shal saue the: and thorow the vngiltynesse of thyne handes shalt thou be delyuered.
12 O be thou or helpe in trouble, for vayne is the helpe of man.
48 Eue ye God which seyth that I be auenged, and subdueth the people vnto me.
20 Delyuer my soule from the swearde, my dearlinge from the power of the dogge.
19 O LORDE, my strength, my power, and refuge in tyme off trouble. The Gentiles shall come vnto the from the endes off the worlde, and saye: Verely oure fathers haue cleued vnto lies, their Idols are but vayne and vnprofitable.
21 Withdrawe thine honde fro me, & let not the fearfull drede of the make me afrayed.
4 For thou art my stronge holde & my castell: O be thou my gyde, & lede me for thy names sake.
16 The right hande of the LORDE hath the preemynence, the right hade of the LORDE hath gotte the victory.
49 He bryngeth me out fro myne enemies: & from them yt ryse vp agaynst me, shalt thou exalte me, and from ye cruell man shalt thou delyuer me.
10 I kepe sylece, and open not my mouth, for thou hast done it. Turne thy plages awaye fro me, for I am cosumed thorow the feare of thy hade.
5 The LORDE vpon thy right honde, shal smyte euen kynges in the daye of his wrath.
44 But me shalt thou delyuer from the stryuynges of the people, and shalt kepe me to be ye heade of the Heythen: A people whom I haue not knowne, shal serue me.
26 That they maye knowe, how that this is thy hande, and that thou hast done it.
7 Vp LORDE, and helpe me, o my God: for thou smytest all myne enemies vpon the cheke bones, and breakest the teth of the vngodly.