Psalms 6:10
All myne enemies shalbe cofounded & sore vexed: yee they shalbe turned backe and put to shame, and that right soone.
All myne enemies shalbe cofounded & sore vexed: yee they shalbe turned backe and put to shame, and that right soone.
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1Haist the (o God) to delyuer me, & to helpe me, o LORDE.
2Let the be shamed & confounded that seke after my soule: let them be turned backwarde & put to confucio, that wysh me euell.
3Let them soone be brought to shame, yt crie ouer me: there there.
14Let the soone be brought to shame, that crie ouer me: there there.
13My mouth shal speake of thy rightuousnesse & sauynge health all the daye loge, for I knowe no ende therof.
26Let them be put to confucion and shame, that reioyse at my trouble: let the be clothed with rebuke and dishonoure, that boost the selues agaynst me.
5Let them be confounded & turned backwarde, as many as haue euell will at Sion.
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.
3Because thou hast dryue myne enemies abacke, they were discofited, & perished at thy presence.
28and let them be cofounded, that ryse vp agaynst me, but let thy seruaunt reioyse.
29Let myne aduersaries be clothed with their owne shame, as with a cloake.
16Make their faces ashamed (o LORDE) yt they maye seke thy name.
17Let the be cofounded & vexed euer more & more: Let the be put to shame & perish.
7Therfore myne enemy shalbe founde as the vngodly, & he yt taketh parte agaynst me, as the vnrightuous.
8Myne enemies reuyle me all the daye longe, they laugh me to scorne, and are sworne together against me.
2My God, I trust in ye: Oh let me not be confounded, lest myne enemies triuphe ouer me.
3For all they yt hope in ye shal not be ashamed: but soch as be scornefull despysers wt out a cause. they shall be put to cofucio.
4Lest myne enemie saye: I haue preuayled agaynst hi for yf I be cast downe, they that trouble me will reioyse at it.
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.
6Sela. 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.
7That the congregacion of the people maye come aboute the, for their sakes therfore lift vp thyselff agayne,
10Go not farre fro me, o God: my God, haist the to helpe me.
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.
10She that is myne enemy shall loke vpon it, & be confounded, which now saieth: Where is thy LORDE God? Myne eyes shal beholde her, when she shalbe troden downe, as the claye in the stretes.
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.
24for they are confounded & brought vnto shame, yt sought to do me euel.
21They 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.
9When so euer I call vpon the, myne enemies are put to flight: wherby I knowe, that thou art my God.
7My coutenauce is chaunged for very inwarde grefe, I cosume awaye, I haue so many enemies.
78Let the proude be confounded, which handle so falsly agaynst me.
17My tyme is in thy honde: delyuer me from the honde of myne enemies, & from them yt persecute me.
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.
2Therfore when the wicked (euen myne enemies & my foes) came vpon me, to eate vp my flesh, they stombled and fell.
2Myne enemies treade me daylie vnder their fete, for they be many, yt proudly fight agaynst me.
17Shewe some toke vpon me for good, that they which hate me, maye se it and be ashamed: because thou LORDE hast helped me, & comforted me.
10God sheweth me his goodnesse plenteously, God letteth me se my desyre vpo myne enemies.
20But deale thou with me (o LORDE God) acordinge vnto thy name, for swete is thy mercy.
9Delyuer me (o LORDE) fro myne enemies, for I resorte vnto the.
19Drawe nye vnto my soule, and saue it: Oh delyuer me because of myne enemies.
18There shall I make the horne of Dauid to florish, I haue ordened a lanterne for myne anoynted. As for his enemies, I shal clothe the wt shame, but vpon himself shal his crowne florish.
19Considre how myne enemies are many, and beare a malicious hate agaynst me.
19O 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.
19But myne enemies lyue, and are mightie: and they that hate me without a cause, are many in nombre.
21Loke vpon the couenaunt, for the darcke houses of the earth are full of wickednesse.
5Myne enemies speake euell vpo me: whan shal he dye, and his name perishe?
9From the vngodly that trouble me, fro myne enemies which compasse my soule rounde aboute.
7For I will not trust in my bowe, it is not my swerde yt shal helpe me.
10They haue opened their mouthes wyde vpon me, and smytten me vpon the cheke despitefully, they haue eased the selues thorow myne aduersite.
6Let not them that trust in the (o LORDE God of hoostes) be ashamed for my cause: let not those yt seke the, be confounded thorow me, o God of Israel.
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.