Psalms 17:9
From the vngodly that trouble me, fro myne enemies which compasse my soule rounde aboute.
From the vngodly that trouble me, fro myne enemies which compasse my soule rounde aboute.
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7 Shewe yi maruelous louinge kindnesse, thou that sauest them which put their trust in the, from soch as resist thy right honde.
8 Kepe me as the apple of an eye, defende me vnder the shadowe of thy wynges.
9 Delyuer me (o LORDE) fro myne enemies, for I resorte vnto the.
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.
3 For lo, they lye waytinge for my soule: ye mightie me are gathered together against me, wt out eny offence or faute of me, o LORDE.
9 Sela. Let the myschefe of their owne lippes fall vpon ye head of the, yt copase me aboute.
9 But myne eyes loke vnto ye, o LORDE God: in the is my trust, oh cast not out my soule.
17 They come rounde aboute me daylie like water, and compase me together on euery syde.
10 Go not farre fro me, o God: my God, haist the to helpe me.
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.
10 All Heithen compased me rounde aboute, but in the name of the LORDE wil I destroye the.
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.
19 Considre how myne enemies are many, and beare a malicious hate agaynst me.
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.
3 My herte is heuy within me, and the feare of death is fallen vpon me.
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.
2 Hyde me from the gatheringe together of ye frowarde, fro ye heape of wicked doers.
17 He delyuered me fro my stronge enemies, and fro my foes which were to mightie for me.
13 Haue mercy vpo me (o LORDE) considre the trouble that I am in amoge myne enemies, thou that liftest me vp from ye gates of death.
13 Vp LORDE, dispoynte him & cast him downe: delyuer my soule with thy swerde from the vngodly.
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.
19 But myne enemies lyue, and are mightie: and they that hate me without a cause, are many in nombre.
2 Therfore when the wicked (euen myne enemies & my foes) came vpon me, to eate vp my flesh, they stombled and fell.
16 For dogges are come aboute me, the coucell of ye wicked hath layed sege agaynst me.
8 Myne enemies reuyle me all the daye longe, they laugh me to scorne, and are sworne together against me.
41 Thou hast made myne enemies to turne their backes vpo me, that I might destroye them that hate 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.
18 Hyde not thy face from thy seruaut, for I am in trouble: O haist ye to helpe me.
2 Myne enemies treade me daylie vnder their fete, for they be many, yt proudly fight agaynst me.
1 O Lorde my God, in ye do I trust: saue me fro all the yt persecute me, & delyuer me.
4 Lest myne enemie saye: I haue preuayled agaynst hi for yf I be cast downe, they that trouble me will reioyse at it.
7 Therfore myne enemy shalbe founde as the vngodly, & he yt taketh parte agaynst me, as the vnrightuous.
12 Delyuer me not into the wylles of myne aduersaries, for there are false wytnesses rysen vp against me, and they ymagyn myschefe.
40 Thou hast made myne enemies to turne their backes vpon me, thou hast destroyed the yt hated me.
9 He is angrie at me, he hateth me, and gnassheth vpon me with his teth. Myne enemy skouleth vpon me with his eyes.
10 They haue opened their mouthes wyde vpon me, and smytten me vpon the cheke despitefully, they haue eased the selues thorow myne aduersite.
18 He delyuered me fro my stronge enemye, from them that hated me, for they were to mightie for me.
4 The paynes of hell came aboute me, the snares of death toke holde vpo me.
3 For straungers are rysen vp agaynst me, and the mightie (which haue not God before their eyes) seke after my soule.
6 They holde alltogether, & kepe them selues close: they marck my steppes, how they maye catch my soule.
19 Wilt thou not slaye ye wicked (oh God) that the bloudethyrstie mighte departe fro me?
20 But deale thou with me (o LORDE God) acordinge vnto thy name, for swete is thy mercy.
32 The lawe of his God is in his hert, therfore shal not his fotesteppes slyde.
22 Yee I hate them right sore, therfore are they myne enemies.
12 His men of warre came together, which made their waye ouer me, and beseged my dwellinge rounde aboute.