Psalms 18:17
He delyuered me fro my stronge enemies, and fro my foes which were to mightie for me.
He delyuered me fro my stronge enemies, and fro my foes which were to mightie for me.
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17 He sent downe from aboue, and receaued me, and drue me out of many waters.
18 He delyuered me fro my stronge enemye, from them that hated me, for they were to mightie for me.
19 They ouertoke me in the tyme of my trouble, but the LORDE was my succoure.
20 He broughte me forth in to liberty: he delyuered me, because he had a fauoure vnto me.
16 He sent downe fro the heyth to fetch me, & toke me out of greate waters.
18 They preuented me in the tyme of my trouble, but ye LORDE was my defence.
19 He brought me forth also into lyberte: & delyuered me, because he had a fauor vnto me.
47 The LORDE lyueth: ad blessed be my helper, praysed be the God of my health.
48 Eue ye God which seyth that I be auenged, and subdueth the people vnto me.
18 Yee euen God that endureth for euer, shal heare me, and brynge them downe. Sela. For they wil not turne: and why? they feare not God.
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.
1 I wil loue the (o LORDE) my stregth. The LORDE is my sucor, my refuge, my Sauior: my god, my helper i who I trust: my buckler, ye horne of my health, & my proteccio.
2 I wil prayse ye LORDE & call vpon him, so shal I be safe fro myne enemies.
3 The sorowes of death copassed me, & the brokes of vngodlynes made me afrayed.
4 The paynes of hell came aboute me, the snares of death toke holde vpo me.
5 Yet in my trouble I called vpo the LORDE, & coplayned vnto my God.
39 Thou hast gyrded me with strength vnto ye batell, thou hast throwe them all downe vnder me, that rose vp agaynst me.
40 Thou hast made myne enemies to turne their backes vpon me, thou hast destroyed the yt hated me.
13 They thrust at me, that I might fall, but the LORDE was my helpe.
14 The LORDE is my stregth, & my songe, & is become my saluacion.
2 and he sayde. The LORDE is my stony rock, & my castell, and my delyuerer.
3 God is my strength, in him wyl I put my trust: my shylde & the horne of my saluacion, my defence & my refuge, my Sauioure, thou shalt helpe me from violent wronge.
1 Delyuer me fro myne enemies (o my God) & defende me fro the yt ryse vp agaynst me.
4 For thou art my stronge holde & my castell: O be thou my gyde, & lede me for thy names sake.
10 Thus he saued them from the honde of the hater, & delyuered them from the honde of the enemie.
40 Thou hast girded me with strength to ye battayll, and hast subdued them vnder me yt rose vp agaynst me.
41 Thou hast made myne enemies to turne their backes vpo me, that I might destroye them that hate me.
14 Heare me (o God) with thy greate mercy & sure helpe.
9 From the vngodly that trouble me, fro myne enemies which compasse my soule rounde aboute.
6 Oh delyuer me fro my persecuters, for they are to stronge for 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.
7 The LORDE is my helper, & I shal se my desyre vpon myne enemies.
3 Oh set me vp vpo an hye rocke. For thou art my hope, a stronge tower for me agaynst the enemie.
11 God hath geuen me ouer to the vngodly, and delyuered me in to the hondes of ye wicked.
2 My hope and my castell, my defence and my delyuerer, my shylde in whom I trust, which gouerneth the people that is vnder me.
9 Delyuer me (o LORDE) fro myne enemies, for I resorte vnto the.
23 To delyuer me me from the enemies honde, or to saue me from the powers off the mightie?
7 For thou hast delyuered me out of all my trouble, so that myne eye seyth his desyre vpo myne enemies.
4 For thou (o LORDE God) art the thinge that I loge for, thou art my hope euen fro my youth.
35 Thou hast geue me the defence of thy health, thy right hande vpholdeth me, and thy louynge correccion maketh me greate.
1 O Lorde my God, in ye do I trust: saue me fro all the yt persecute me, & delyuer me.
5 For the sorowes of death copased me, and the brokes of Belial made me afrayed.
14 The yocke of my transgression is come at the last, with his honde hath he taken it vp, and put it aboute my neck. My strength is gone: the LORDE hath delyuered me in to those hondes, wherout I can not quyte myself.
43 Thou shalt delyuer me from the stryuinges of the people, thou shalt make me the heade of the Heithe.
18 Hyde not thy face from thy seruaut, for I am in trouble: O haist ye to helpe 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.
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 O LORDE, let it be thy pleasure to deliuer me, make haist (o LORDE) to helpe me. Let them be ashamed and cofounded, that seke after my soule, to destroie it: let them fall backwarde and be put to confucion, that wysh me euell.
1 I wil magnifie ye (O LORDE) for thou hast set me vp, & not suffred my foes to triuphe ouer me.
19 But myne enemies lyue, and are mightie: and they that hate me without a cause, are many in nombre.