Psalms 68:21
The God that smyteth his enemies vpo the heades & vpon the hayrie scalpes: soch as go on still in their wikednes.
The God that smyteth his enemies vpo the heades & vpon the hayrie scalpes: soch as go on still in their wikednes.
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16For his vnhappynes shall come vpon his owne heade, & his wickednes shall fall vpon his owne pate.
20Sela. The God yt is or Sauior, eue God the LORDE by who we escape death.
22The LORDE hath sayde: some wil I bringe agayne from Basan, some wil I bringe agayne fro the depe of the see.
23That thy fote maye be dipped in the bloude of thine enemies, & that thy dogges maye licke it vp.
6He shal be iudge amoge the Heithen, he shal fyll them with deed bodies, and smyte in sonder the heades ouer dyuerse countres.
7He shal drynke of the broke in the waye, therfore shal he lift vp his heade.
13Thou camest forth to helpe thy people, to helpe thine anoynted. Thou smotest downe the heade in the house of the vngodly, & discoueredest his foundacions, eue vnto ye necke of him. Sela.
14Thou cursest his septers, the captayne of his men of warre: which come as a stormy wynde to scatre me abrode, & are glad when they maye eat vp ye poore secretly.
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.
7But God shall sodenly shute with an arowe, yt they shall be wounded.
8Yee their owne tunges shall make them fall, In so moch that who so seyth the, shal laugh the to scorne.
2For lo, thy enemies make a murmuringe, & they yt hate the, lift vp their heade.
7O LORDE God, thou strength of my health, thou hast couered my heade in ye daye of battayll.
26Let their habitacion be voyde, & no man to dwell in their tentes.
66So the LORDE awaked as one out of slepe, and like a giaunte refreshed with wyne.
1Let God aryse, so shal his enemies be scatered, and they that hate him, shal fle before him.
22My honde shal holde him fast, and my arme shal strength him.
23The enemie shal not ouercome him, and the sonne of wickednesse shal not hurte him.
4They yt hate me without a cause, are mo then the hayres of my heade: they that are myne enemies & wolde destroye me giltlesse, are mightie:
40Thou hast made myne enemies to turne their backes vpon me, thou hast destroyed the yt hated me.
41Thou hast made myne enemies to turne their backes vpo me, that I might destroye them that hate me.
23He shal recompence the their wickednesse, and destroye them in their owne malice: yee the LORDE oure God shal destroye them.
38I will smyte them, they shall not be able to stonde, but fall vnder my fete.
48God seyth that I be auenged, and subdueth the people vnto me.
5He shall rewarde euell vnto myne enemies, and in thy treuth shalt thou destroye them.
19Wilt thou not slaye ye wicked (oh God) that the bloudethyrstie mighte departe fro me?
13Thorow God we shall do greate actes, for it is he yt shal treade downe oure enemies.
7To be auenged of the Heithe, & to rebuke the people.
47The LORDE lyueth: ad blessed be my helper, praysed be the God of my health.
35The LORDE shal smyte the with a myscheuous botch in ye knees & legges, so that thou canst not be healed, euen from the sole of thy fote vnto the crowne of thy heade.
8when the floude renneth ouer, and destroyeth the place, and when the darcknesse foloweth still vpon his enemies.
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.
35God is wonderfull in his Sanctuary, he is the God of Israel, he will geue strength and power vnto his people. Blessed be God.
6Which whe he is wroth, smyteth ye people wt durable strokes, & in his woders he persecuteth the, & tameth the cotinually.
10God sheweth me his goodnesse plenteously, God letteth me se my desyre vpo myne enemies.
9Sela. Let the myschefe of their owne lippes fall vpon ye head of the, yt copase me aboute.
12Thorow God we shal do greate actes, for it is he that shal treade downe oure enemies.
9He is angrie at me, he hateth me, and gnassheth vpon me with his teth. Myne enemy skouleth vpon me with his eyes.
19Yee they laye hondes vpon soch as be at peace with him, and so thei breake his couenaunt.
5Sela. Thou louest to speake all wordes yt maye do hurte, O thou false toge.
22It ru?sheth in vpon him, and spareth him not, he maye not escape from the power therof.
17Therfore shal the LORDE shaue the heades of the doughters of Sion, and make their bewtie bare in that daye.
38Kepe innocency, and take hede vnto the thinge that is right, for that shall brynge a man peace at the last.
15For the daye off the LORDE is harde by vpon all Heithen. Like as thou hast done, so shalt thou be dealte withall, yee thou shalt be rewarded euen vpon thine heade.
8Let all thine enemies fele thy honde, let thy right honde fynde out all the yt hate the.
7But in vayne, for it shal escape the: and why? thou (o God) in thy displeasure shalt cast downe soch people.
17And I wyl set my face agaynst you, and ye shal be slayne before youre enemies. And they that hate you, shal haue dominion ouer And ye shall flye, wha no man chaseth you.
21But mi?fortune shal slaye the vngodly, and they that hate ye rightuous shal be giltie.
21But loke whose hertes are disposed to folowe their abhominacions and wicked lyuynges: Those mens dedes will I bringe vpon their owne heades, saieth the LORDE God.
31And he sayde: God do this and that vnto me, yf the heade of Eliseus the sonne of Saphat shal this daye stonde vpon him.