Psalms 6:8
Awaye fro me all ye wicked doers, for the LORDE hath herde the voyce off my wepinge.
Awaye fro me all ye wicked doers, for the LORDE hath herde the voyce off my wepinge.
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9The LORDE hath herde myne humble peticio, the LORDE hath receaued my prayer.
115Awaye fro me ye wicked, I wil kepe the commaundementes of my God.
7My coutenauce is chaunged for very inwarde grefe, I cosume awaye, I haue so many enemies.
27And he shal saye: I tell you, I knowe you not whence ye are. Departe fro me all ye workers of iniquyte.
3O plucke me not awaye amonge the vngodly and wicked doers, which speake frendly to their neghboure, but ymagin myschefe in their hertes.
1My God, my God: why hast thou forsaken me? ye wordes of my coplaynte are farre fro my health.
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.
22From 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.
21Forsake me not (O LORDE my God) O go not farre fro me.
8I am so fast in preson, that I can not get forth.
6Oh delyuer me fro my persecuters, for they are to stronge for me:
22Thou hydest them priuely by thine owne presence from the proude men, thou kepest them secretly in thy tabernacle, from the strife of tonges.
23And then will I knowlege vnto them: I neuer knewe you, Departe fro me, ye workers of iniquite.
2The enemie crieth so, & the vngodly commeth on so fast: for they are mynded to do me some myschefe, so maliciously are they set agaynst me.
3My herte is heuy within me, and the feare of death is fallen vpon me.
16Therfore do I wepe, and myne eyes gusshe out of water: for the coforter that shulde quycken me, is farre fro me. My children are dryuen awaye, for why? the enemie hath gotten the ouer honde.
1Ovt of the depe call I vnto the (o LORDE) LORDE heare my voyce.
2Oh let thine eares considre well the voyce of my complaynte.
12Sela. Heare my prayer o LORDE, and considre my callinge: shewe not thy self as though thou sawest not my teares. For I am a straunger and pilgrymme with the, as all my forefathers were.
2For thou (o God) art my stregth: why hast thou shot me from the? Why go I then so heuely, whyle the enemie oppresseth me?
6For they regarde not the workes of the LORDE, ner the operacion of his hades: therfore shal he breake them downe, and not buylde them vp.
2Hyde me from the gatheringe together of ye frowarde, fro ye heape of wicked doers.
8Oure bones lye scatered before ye pytt, like as when one graueth and dyggeth vp the grounde.
9But myne eyes loke vnto ye, o LORDE God: in the is my trust, oh cast not out my soule.
16Turne the vnto me and haue mercy vpon me, for I am desolate and in misery.
16Who ryseth vp with me agaynst the wicked? who taketh my parte agaynst the euell doers?
6Sela. But my sayenge is vnto the LORDE: thou art my God, heare the voyce of my prayer o LORDE.
7Therfore wil I offre in his dwellinge, the oblacion of thakesgeuynge: I wil both synge & speake prayses vnto the LORDE.
1Heare my prayer (o LORDE) and let my criege come vnto the.
2O delyuer me fro the wicked doers, & saue me fro the bloudthurstie me.
19Wilt thou not slaye ye wicked (oh God) that the bloudethyrstie mighte departe fro me?
10Maye the dust geue thankes vnto ye? Or shal it declare thy faithfulnesse?
13Haue 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.
22This thou seist, o LORDE: holde not thy tonge the: go not farre fro me, o LORDE.
13He hath put my brethren farre awaye fro me, and soch as were of myne acquauntaunce, are become straugers vnto me.
1Heare ye right (O LORDE) cosidre my coplaynte: herken vnto my prayer, that goeth not out of a fayned mouth.
9Thou hast not delyuered me ouer in to the hodes of the enemie, but hast set my fete in a large rowme.
19But be not thou farre fro me, o LORDE: thou art my sucoure, haist the to helpe me.
1Heare my crienge (o God) geue hede vnto my prayer.
14LORDE, why puttest thou awaye my soule? Wherfore hydest thou thy face fro me?
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.
2O marke the voyce of my peticion, my kynge & my God: for vnto the wil I make my prayer.
1Lorde, I call vpon the: haist the vnto me, and consider my voyce, whe I crie vnto the.
7Beholde, though I crie, yet violece is done vnto me, I can not be herde: Though I complane, there is none to geue sentece with me.
6seinge thou goest fro me, ad turnest bacwarde, saieth the LORDE? Therfore I will stretch out myne honde agaynst the, to destroye the, and I will not be intreated.
29The LORDE is farre from the vngodly, but he heareth ye prayer of the rightuous.
3But thou LORDE (to whom I am well knowne) thou that hast sene, & proued my herte, take them awaye, like as a flock is caried to the slaughter house, and apoynte them for the daye off slaughtinge.
12O ye all that go fore by, beholde and se, yf there be eny sorowe like vnto myne, wherwith the LORDE hath troubled me, in the daye of his fearefull wrath.
9My hert speaketh vnto the, my face seketh the, yee LORDE, thy face wil I seke. O hyde not thou thy face fro me, cast not thy seruaunt of in displeasure.
6So he herde my voyce out off his holy teple, & my coplaynte came before hi, yee eue into his eares.