Psalms 25:19
Considre how myne enemies are many, and beare a malicious hate agaynst me.
Considre how myne enemies are many, and beare a malicious hate agaynst me.
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19 But myne enemies lyue, and are mightie: and they that hate me without a cause, are many in nombre.
20 They that rewarde me euell for good, speake euell of me, because I folowe the thinge that good is.
20 For they speake vnright of the, thine enemies exalte them selues presumptuously.
21 I hate them (o LORDE) that hate the, & I maye not awaye with those that ryse vp agaynst the?
22 Yee I hate them right sore, therfore are they myne enemies.
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.
10 Go not farre fro me, o God: my God, haist the to helpe me.
8 Myne enemies reuyle me all the daye longe, they laugh me to scorne, and are sworne together against me.
3 My herte is heuy within me, and the feare of death is fallen vpon me.
4 They yt hate me without a cause, are mo then the hayres of my heade: they that are myne enemies & wolde destroye me giltlesse, are mightie:
18 Loke vpon my aduersite and misery, and forgeue me all my synnes.
19 All soch as were my most familiers, abhorre me: and they whom I loued best, are turned agaynst me.
11 His wrath is kyndled agaynst me, he taketh me, as though I were his enemy.
2 Myne enemies treade me daylie vnder their fete, for they be many, yt proudly fight agaynst me.
7 All they that hate me, runne together agaynst me, and ymagin euell agaynst 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.
41 Thou hast made myne enemies to turne their backes vpo me, that I might destroye them that hate me.
23 Yet 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.
3 For the loue that I had vnto them, they take now my contrary parte, but I geue my self vnto prayer.
4 Thus they rewarde me euell for good, & hatred for my good will.
5 Set an vngodly man to be ruler ouer him, & let Satan stonde at his right hande.
5 Myne enemies speake euell vpo me: whan shal he dye, and his name perishe?
21 They heare my mournynge, but there is none that wil comforte me. All myne enemies haue herde of my trouble, and are glad therof, because thou hast done it. But thou shalt brynge forth the tyme, when they also shal be like vnto me.
22 From the shall come all their aduersite: thou shalt plucke them awaye, eue as thou hast plucked me, because of all my wickednesse. For my sorow is very greate, and my herte is heuy.
9 From the vngodly that trouble me, fro myne enemies which compasse my soule rounde aboute.
4 Lest myne enemie saye: I haue preuayled agaynst hi for yf I be cast downe, they that trouble me will reioyse at it.
40 Thou hast made myne enemies to turne their backes vpon me, thou hast destroyed the yt hated me.
2 For lo, thy enemies make a murmuringe, & they yt hate the, lift vp their heade.
10 But lo, he hath pyked a quarell agaynst me, & taketh me for his enemy:
20 But deale thou with me (o LORDE God) acordinge vnto thy name, for swete is thy mercy.
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.
157 Many there are that trouble me, and persecute me, yet do not I swarue fro thy testimonies.
1 Why are they so many (o LORDE) yt trouble me? a greate multitude are they, that ryse agaynst 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 I am become a very reprofe amonge all myne enemies, my neghbours & they of myne owne acquauntaunce are afrayed of me: they yt se me in the strete, coveye them selues fro me.
10 For why, I herde so many derisios and blasphemies, yee euen of myne owne companyons, and off soch as were conuersaunte with me: which wente aboute, to make me afrayed sayenge: vpon him, let vs go vpon him, to feare him, and make him holde his tonge: yt we maye ouercome him, and be avenged off him.
7 The LORDE is my helper, & I shal se my desyre vpon myne enemies.
15 But in my aduersite they reioyse, and gather them together: yee ye very lame come together agaynst me vnawarres, makynge mowes at me, & ceasse not.
7 My coutenauce is chaunged for very inwarde grefe, I cosume awaye, I haue so many enemies.
24 Wherfore hydest thou thy face, and holdest me for thine enemye?
12 Delyuer me not into the wylles of myne aduersaries, for there are false wytnesses rysen vp against me, and they ymagyn myschefe.
5 They vexe me daylie in my wordes: all yt they ymagin, is to do me euell.
12 They that sought after my life, and to do me euell, spake of lyes and ymagined disceate all the daye longe.
2 Therfore when the wicked (euen myne enemies & my foes) came vpon me, to eate vp my flesh, they stombled and fell.
1 Delyuer me fro myne enemies (o my God) & defende me fro the yt ryse vp agaynst me.
10 God sheweth me his goodnesse plenteously, God letteth me se my desyre vpo myne enemies.
12 For innumerable troubles are come aboute me: my synnes haue taken soch holde vpon me, that I am not able to loke vp: yee they are mo in nombre then the hayres of my heade, and my hert hath fayled me.
2 Oh how loge shall I seke councell in my soule? how longe shall I be so vexed in my herte? how longe shal myne enemie triumphe ouer me?
7 Therfore myne enemy shalbe founde as the vngodly, & he yt taketh parte agaynst me, as the vnrightuous.