Psalms 59:11
Slaye the not, lest my people forget it: but scatre the abrode with thy power & put the downe, o LORDE oure defence.
Slaye the not, lest my people forget it: but scatre the abrode with thy power & put the downe, o LORDE oure defence.
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12For ye synne of their mouth, for the wordes of their lippes, & because of their pryde, let the be taken: & why? their preachinge is of cursynge & lyes.
13Cosume them in yi wrath, cosume the yt they maye perish, & knowe yt it is God, which ruleth in Iacob and in all the worlde.
10God sheweth me his goodnesse plenteously, God letteth me se my desyre vpo myne enemies.
21Therfore let their childre dye of hunger, and let them be oppressed with the swearde. Let their wyues be robbed of their childre, and become wyddowes: let their hu?bodes be slayne, let their yonge men be kylled with the swearde in the felde.
22Let the noyse be herde out of their houses, when the murtherer cometh sodenly vpon them: For they haue digged a pit to take me, and layed snares for my fete.
23Yet 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.
13Vp LORDE, dispoynte him & cast him downe: delyuer my soule with thy swerde from the vngodly.
7That they maye fall awaye, like water yt runneth a pace: and that when they shote their arowes, they maye be broke.
6Sende forth the lightenynge & scater the, shute out thine arowes and consume them.
15And that because his mynde was not to do good, but persecuted the poore helplesse, and him that was vexed at the herte, to slaye him.
10Punysh them (o God) that they maye perish in their owne ymaginacions: cast them out because of the multitude of their vngodlinesse, for they rebell agaynst the.
3For 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.
7But in vayne, for it shal escape the: and why? thou (o God) in thy displeasure shalt cast downe soch people.
19Vp LORDE, let not man haue the vpper hade, let the Heithe be codemned before the.
20O LORDE, set a scolemaster ouer the, that the Heithe maye knowe them selues to be but me. Sela.
26I wyll saye: Where are they? I shall make their remembraunce to ceasse from amonge men.
27Yf the wrath of the enemies were not gathered, lest their enemies shulde be proude, & might saie: Oure hande is hye, and: The LORDE hath not done all this.
24Iudge me (o LORDE my God) acordinge to thy rightuousnesse, yt they triuphe not ouer me.
25O let the not saye in their hertes: there there, so wolde we haue it. O let them not saye: we haue ouercome him.
1Delyuer me fro myne enemies (o my God) & defende me fro the yt ryse vp agaynst me.
4Lest myne enemie saye: I haue preuayled agaynst hi for yf I be cast downe, they that trouble me will reioyse at it.
18Let my persecuters be confounded, but not me: let them be afrayed, and not me. Thou shalt bringe vpon the the tyme off their plage, and shalt destroye them right sore.
14Let the soone be brought to shame, that crie ouer me: there there.
2My hope and my castell, my defence and my delyuerer, my shylde in whom I trust, which gouerneth the people that is vnder me.
10Wherfore shall ye Heithe saye: where is now their God?
11O let the vengeaunce of thy seruauntes bloude that is shed, be openly shewed vpon the Heithe in oure sight.
7To be auenged of the Heithe, & to rebuke the people.
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.
11But the LORDE stode by me, like a mightie giaunte: therfore my persecuters fell, and coude do nothinge. They shal be sore confouded, for they haue done vnwisely, they shall haue an euerlastinge shame.
8Let not ye vngodly haue his desyre (o LORDE) let him not haue his purpose, lest they be to proude.
9Sela. Let the myschefe of their owne lippes fall vpon ye head of the, yt copase me aboute.
11LORDE, they wil not se thine hie honde, but they shal se it, and be confounded: whe thou shalt deuoure them with the wrath of the people, and with the fyre of thine enemies.
4Let 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.
24Let their eyes be blynded, that they se not: & euer bowe downe their backes.
25Poure out thy indignacion vpon them, & let thy wrothfull displeasure take holde of them.
5Then let myne enemie persecute my soule, & take me: yee let hi treade my life downe in the earth, & laye myne honor in the dust.
5They smyte downe thy people (o LORDE) and trouble thine heretage.
19But be not thou farre fro me, o LORDE: thou art my sucoure, haist the to helpe me.
16Make their faces ashamed (o LORDE) yt they maye seke thy name.
4Sela. Kepe me (o LORDE) from the hande of the vngodly, preserue me from the wicked men, which are purposed to ouerthrowe my goinges.
9The LORDE is the strength of his people, he is the defender and Sauioure of his anoynted. O helpe thy people, geue thy blessynge vnto thy enheritaunce: fede them, and set them vp for euer.
41Thou hast made myne enemies to turne their backes vpo me, that I might destroye them that hate me.
15As for me, I will call vnto God, and the LORDE shall helpe me.
5Stode vp o LORDE God of hoostes, thou God of Israel, to vyset all Heithen: be not mercifull vnto the yt offende of malicious wickednesse.
5They are afrayed, where no feare is: for God breaketh the bones of them that besege the: thou puttest them to confucion, for God despiseth them.
19But I (as a meke lambe) was caried awaye to be slayne: not knowinge, that they had deuysed soch a councel agaynst me, sayenge: We will destroye his meate with wod, and dryue him out of the londe of the lyuynge, that his name shal neuer be thought vpon.
23The bloudthurstie and disceatfull shal not lyue out half their daies. Neuerthelesse my trust is in the.
11Turne not thou thy mercy fro me o LORDE, but let thy louynge kyndnesse and treuth allwaye preserue me.
11LORDE, blesse thou his power & accepte the workes of his handes: smyte the loynes of them yt ryse vp agaynst him, & of them that hate him, that they lifte not vp them selues.
19Wilt thou not slaye ye wicked (oh God) that the bloudethyrstie mighte departe fro me?