Psalms 54:3
For straungers are rysen vp agaynst me, and the mightie (which haue not God before their eyes) seke after my soule.
For straungers are rysen vp agaynst me, and the mightie (which haue not God before their eyes) seke after my soule.
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4 Sela. But lo, God is my helper: it is he that vpholdeth my soule.
14 O God, the proude are rysen agaynst me, and the cogregacion of ye mightie seketh after my soule, & set not ye before their eyes.
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.
4 They rune & prepare the selues, wt out my faute: Arise, come thou helpe me, & beholde.
1 Why are they so many (o LORDE) yt trouble me? a greate multitude are they, that ryse agaynst me.
2 Yee many one there be that saye off my soule: there is no helpe for him in God.
10 Go not farre fro me, o God: my God, haist the to helpe me.
11 Let them be cofounded & perish, that are agaynst my soule: let the be couered with shame & dishonoure, that seke to do me euell.
6 Set vp thy self (o God) aboue the heaues, and thy glory aboue all the earth.
2 Heare my prayer (o God) considre the wordes of my mouth.
3 My herte is heuy within me, and the feare of death is fallen vpon me.
3 For the enemie persecuteth my soule, he smyteth my life downe to the grounde, he layeth me in the darcknesse, as the deed men of the worlde.
5 Then let myne enemie persecute my soule, & take me: yee let hi treade my life downe in the earth, & laye myne honor in the dust.
6 Sela. Stode vp (o LORDE) in yi wrath, lift vp thyself ouer the furious indignacio of myne enemies: aryse vp (for me) in the vengeaunce that thou hast promysed.
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.
5 They vexe me daylie in my wordes: all yt they ymagin, is to do me euell.
6 They holde alltogether, & kepe them selues close: they marck my steppes, how they maye catch my soule.
2 For lo, thy enemies make a murmuringe, & they yt hate the, lift vp their heade.
1 Delyuer me fro myne enemies (o my God) & defende me fro the yt ryse vp agaynst me.
16 Who ryseth vp with me agaynst the wicked? who taketh my parte agaynst the euell doers?
12 Vpon my right hade they rose together agaynst me, they haue hurte my fete, made awaye to destroye me,
13 & my path haue they clene marred. It was so easy for them to do me harme, that they neded no man to helpe the.
4 Lest myne enemie saye: I haue preuayled agaynst hi for yf I be cast downe, they that trouble me will reioyse at it.
1 Be mercifull vnto me (o God) for men wil treade me downe: they are daylie fightinge & troublinge me.
2 Myne enemies treade me daylie vnder their fete, for they be many, yt proudly fight agaynst me.
10 They haue opened their mouthes wyde vpon me, and smytten me vpon the cheke despitefully, they haue eased the selues thorow myne aduersite.
9 From the vngodly that trouble me, fro myne enemies which compasse my soule rounde aboute.
12 Delyuer me not into the wylles of myne aduersaries, for there are false wytnesses rysen vp against me, and they ymagyn myschefe.
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.
1 Geue sentence vpon me (o God) & defende my cause agaynst the vnholy people: Oh delyuer me from the disceatfull & wicked man.
2 For thou (o God) art my stregth: why hast thou shot me from the? Why go I then so heuely, whyle the enemie oppresseth me?
3 Drawe out thy swearde, and stoppe the waye agaynst them that persecute me, saye vnto my soule: I am yi helpe.
4 Let them be cofounded and put to shame, that seke after my soule: let the be turned back and brought to confucion, that ymagin myschefe for me.
2 Let the be shamed & confounded that seke after my soule: let them be turned backwarde & put to confucio, that wysh me euell.
24 Iudge me (o LORDE my God) acordinge to thy rightuousnesse, yt they triuphe not ouer me.
12 His men of warre came together, which made their waye ouer me, and beseged my dwellinge rounde aboute.
13 My mouth shal speake of thy rightuousnesse & sauynge health all the daye loge, for I knowe no ende therof.
4 Therfore do I crie vnto the (o LORDE) and saye: thou art my hope and my porcion, in the londe of the lyuynge.
19 Considre how myne enemies are many, and beare a malicious hate agaynst me.
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.
52 Myne enemies hunted me out sharpely like a byrde, yee and that with out a cause.
20 But deale thou with me (o LORDE God) acordinge vnto thy name, for swete is thy mercy.
3 For the loue that I had vnto them, they take now my contrary parte, but I geue my self vnto prayer.
2 Therfore when the wicked (euen myne enemies & my foes) came vpon me, to eate vp my flesh, they stombled and fell.
45 As soone as they heare of me, they shall obeye me, but the straunge childre dyssemble with me.
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.
46 The straunge children are waxen olde, & are shut vp in their presons.
9 Whyle my bones are broken, & whyle myne enemies cast me in the tethe,
62 The lippes of myne enemies, & their deuyces that they take agaynst me, all the daye longe.