Psalms 22:21
Saue me from the lyons mouth, and heare me fro amonge the hornes off the vnicornes.
Saue me from the lyons mouth, and heare me fro amonge the hornes off the vnicornes.
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19But be not thou farre fro me, o LORDE: thou art my sucoure, haist the to helpe me.
20Delyuer my soule from the swearde, my dearlinge from the power of the dogge.
8but to seke their pasture aboute the moutaynes, & to folowe vpon the grene grasse.
9Wyll the vnicorne be so tame as to do ye seruyce, or to abyde still by thy cribbe?
10Cast thou bynde ye yock aboute him in thy forowes, to make him plowe after the in ye valleis?
10But my horne shalbe exalted like the horne of an Vnicorne, & shal be anoynted with fresh oyle.
22God hath brought the out of Egipte, his stregth is as of an Vnicorne.
17LORDE, whan wilt thou loke vpo this? O restore my soule from ye wicked rumoure of the, my dearlinge from the lyons.
8God hath broughte hi out of Egipte, his strength is as of an vnicorne. He shal eate vp the Heithen his enemies, and grynde their bones to poulder, and shute thorow them with his arowes.
1O Lorde my God, in ye do I trust: saue me fro all the yt persecute me, & delyuer me.
2Lest he hantch vp my soule like a lyon, & teare it in peces, whyle there is none to helpe.
22So will I declare thy name vnto my brethren, in the myddest off the congregacion will I prayse the.
2Be 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.
3He shal sende fro heauen, & saue me fro the reprofe of him that wolde swalowe me vp.
4Sela. This shal God sende, for his mercy and faithfulnesse sake. I lye with my soule amonge the cruell lyons:
6The voyce of the LORDE breaketh the Cedre trees: yee the LORDE breaketh the Ceders of Libanus.
11O go not fro me the, for trouble is harde at honde, and here is none to helpe me.
12Greate bulles are come aboute me, fatt oxen close me in on euery syde.
13They gape vpon me with their mouthes, as it were a rampinge and roaringe lyon.
7There shal the Vnicornes fall with the Bulles, (that is with the giauntes) and their londe shalbe washed with bloude, & their grounde corrupte with fatnesse.
9Saue (LORDE) & helpe vs (o kynge) when we call vpon the.
26That they maye knowe, how that this is thy hande, and that thou hast done it.
6That thy beloued maye be delyuered: helpe then with thy right hande, & heare me.
3God 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.
4For thou (o LORDE God) art the thinge that I loge for, thou art my hope euen fro my youth.
5Sela. That thy beloued might be delyuered, helpe them with thy right hande, and heare me.
14Delyuer me from bloudegyltynesse o God, thou that art the God of my health, that my tonge maye prayse thy rightuousnesse.
13Vp LORDE, dispoynte him & cast him downe: delyuer my soule with thy swerde from the vngodly.
17Notwitstondynge the LORDE stode by me, & stregthed me, that by me the preachinge shulde be fulfylled to the vttemost, and that all the Heythe shulde heare. And I was delyuered out of the mouth of the lyon.
1When I am in trouble, I call vpon ye LORDE, & he answereth me.
2Delyuer my soule (o LORDE) fro lyenge lippes, & fro a disceatfull toge.
7Vp LORDE, and helpe me, o my God: for thou smytest all myne enemies vpon the cheke bones, and breakest the teth of the vngodly.
23To delyuer me me from the enemies honde, or to saue me from the powers off the mightie?
21Yee and the yonge lyons which roare after the praye, and seke their meate at God.
2Bowe downe thine eare to me, make haist to delyuer me:
22My God hath sent his angel, which hath shut the lyons mouthes, so that they might not hurte me. For why: myne vngiltynesse is founde out before him. And as for the (o kynge) I neuer offended the.
30A Lyon which is kynge of beastes, & geueth place to no man:
6Breake their teth (o God) in their mouthes, smyte the chaft bones of the lyons whelpes in sonder, o LORDE.
10Thou that geuest victory vnto kynges, and hast delyuered Dauid thy seruaunt from the parell of the swerde.
2I wil prayse ye LORDE & call vpon him, so shal I be safe fro myne enemies.
3Drawe out thy swearde, and stoppe the waye agaynst them that persecute me, saye vnto my soule: I am yi helpe.
21I thanke the, yt thou hast herde me, & art become my saluacio.
18He delyuered me fro my stronge enemye, from them that hated me, for they were to mightie for me.
2Heare my prayer (o God) considre the wordes of my mouth.
13O 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.
17His bewtye is as a firstborne oxe, and his hornes are as ye hornes of an Vnicorne: with the same shal he pusshe the nacions together, euen vnto the endes of the worlde. These are the thousandes of Ephraim, and the thousandes of Manasse.
18Hyde not thy face from thy seruaut, for I am in trouble: O haist ye to helpe me.
41Thou hast made myne enemies to turne their backes vpo me, that I might destroye them that hate me.
10The roaringe of the lyon, the cryenge off the lyonesse, & ye teth off ye lyos whelpes are broke.
21O delyuer me, for I am helplesse & poore, & my herte is wounded within me,