Psalms 44:6
Thorow ye, wil we ouerthrowe oure enemies: & in thy name will we treade them vnder, that ryse vp agaynst vs.
Thorow ye, wil we ouerthrowe oure enemies: & in thy name will we treade them vnder, that ryse vp agaynst vs.
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7For I will not trust in my bowe, it is not my swerde yt shal helpe me.
5Thou art ye kinge & my God, thou sendest helpe vnto Iacob.
18For doutles I will saue the, so that thou shalt not perish with the swearde: but thy life shalbe saued, and that because thou hast put thy trust in me, saieth the LORDE.
3Neuerthelesse, whe I am afrayed, I put my trust in the.
4I wil comforte my self in Gods worde, yee I wil hope in God, and not feare: What can flesh then do vnto me?
11Yee in God do I trust, & am not afraied: what ca man the do vnto 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.
4I wil call vpon the LORDE with prayse, so shal I be delyuered fro myne enemies.
6I am not afrayed for thousandes of the people, that copasse me rounde aboute.
3For they gat not the londe in possession thorow their owne swerde, nether was it their owne arme that helped them.
15The archer shall not abyde, and the swifte off fote shall not escape. The horsma shal not saue his life,
16A kynge is not helped by his owne greate hoost, nether is a giaunte saued thorow the might of his owne stregth.
17A horse is but a vayne thynge to saue a man, it is not the power of his stregth that can delyuer him.
14I am clene forgotten and out of mynde, as a deed man: I am become like a broken vessell.
3Though an hoost of men were layed agaynst me, yet shal not my hert be afrayed: and though there rose vp warre against me, yet wil I put my trust in him.
4Lest myne enemie saye: I haue preuayled agaynst hi for yf I be cast downe, they that trouble me will reioyse at it.
5But my trust is in thy mercy, and my hert is ioyfull in thy sauynge health.
2I wil prayse ye LORDE & call vpon him, so shal I be safe fro myne enemies.
3The sorowes of death copassed me, & the brokes of vngodlynes made me afrayed.
1Blessed be the LORDE my refuge, which teacheth my hades to warre, & my fyngers to fight.
2My hope and my castell, my defence and my delyuerer, my shylde in whom I trust, which gouerneth the people that is vnder me.
1Preserue me (o God) for in the do I trust.
3For when ye breth of man goeth forth, he shal turne agayne to his earth, and so all his thoughtes perishe.
35He teacheth my handes to fighte, and bendeth the stele bowe with myne armes.
2My God, I trust in ye: Oh let me not be confounded, lest myne enemies triuphe ouer me.
2Beholde, God is my health, in whom I trust, and am not afrayde. For the LORDE God is my strength, and my prayse, he also shalbe my refuge.
39Thou hast gyrded me with strength vnto ye batell, thou hast throwe them all downe vnder me, that rose vp agaynst me.
1O Lorde my God, in ye do I trust: saue me fro all the yt persecute me, & delyuer me.
7Some put their trust in charettes, & some in horses: but we wil remebre ye name of the LORDE oure God.
6The LORDE is my helper, I wil not feare what man doeth vnto me.
5I loked aboute me, and there was no ma to shewe me eny helpe, I fel downe, and no man helde me vp. The I helde me by myne owne arme, & my feruetnesse susteyned me.
2he hath made my mouth like a sharpe swerde, vnder ye shadowe of his honde hath he defended me, and hyd me in his quyuer, as a good arowe,
1In the, O LORDE, is my trust: let me neuer be put to cofucion, but delyuer me in thy rightuousnesse.
7Praysed be ye LORDE, for he hath herde the voyce of my humble peticio.
13They thrust at me, that I might fall, but the LORDE was my helpe.
29For in the I can discofit an hoost of me: yee in my God I ca leape ouer the wall.
40Thou hast girded me with strength to ye battayll, and hast subdued them vnder me yt rose vp agaynst me.
11O be thou oure helpe in trouble, for vayne is the helpe of man.
12Thorow God we shal do greate actes, for it is he that shal treade downe oure enemies.
47And all this congregacion shal knowe, that the LORDE saueth nether thorow swerde ner speare: for the battayll is the LORDES, & he shal delyuer you in to oure handes.
30For in ye I shal discofite an hoost of men, & in my God I shal leape ouer the wall.
3Drawe out thy swearde, and stoppe the waye agaynst them that persecute me, saye vnto my soule: I am yi helpe.
34He teacheth myne hondes to fight, and maketh myne armes to breake euen a bowe off stele.
10All Heithen compased me rounde aboute, but in the name of the LORDE wil I destroye the.
7In God is my health, my glory, my might, & in God is my trust.
10Thou that geuest victory vnto kynges, and hast delyuered Dauid thy seruaunt from the parell of the swerde.
3As for thy bowe, I wil smyte it out of thy left honde, and cast thine arowes out of thy right honde.
2He shal saye vnto ye LORDE: o my hope, & my stronge holde, my God, in who I wil trust.
20O kepe my soule, and delyuer me: let me not be confounded, for I haue put my trust in the.
43Thou settest vp the right hade of his enemies, and makest all his aduersaryes to reioyse.