Psalms 69:26
Let their habitacion be voyde, & no man to dwell in their tentes.
Let their habitacion be voyde, & no man to dwell in their tentes.
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27 For they persecute him whom thou hast smytten, & besyde thy woundes they haue geuen him moo.
28 Let them fall fro one wickednesse to another, & not come into thy rightuousnesse.
22 They gaue me gall to eate, & whe I was thurstie, they gaue me vyneger to drynke.
23 Let their table be made a snare to take them selues withall, an occasion to fall & a rewarde vnto them.
24 Let their eyes be blynded, that they se not: & euer bowe downe their backes.
25 Poure out thy indignacion vpon them, & let thy wrothfull displeasure take holde of them.
6 Which whe he is wroth, smyteth ye people wt durable strokes, & in his woders he persecuteth the, & tameth the cotinually.
7 But God shall sodenly shute with an arowe, yt they shall be wounded.
7 Smyteth he not his smyter, as euel as he is smytte himself? Destroieth he not ye murtherers, as he is murthured?
43 Thou hast couered vs in thy wrath, & persecuted vs, thou hast slayne vs without eny fauoure.
26 Let 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.
10 They haue opened their mouthes wyde vpon me, and smytten me vpon the cheke despitefully, they haue eased the selues thorow myne aduersite.
35 They wounded me (shalt thou saie) but it hath not hurte me, they smote me, but I felt it not. Whe I am wel wakened, I wil go to ye drynke agayne.
38 I will smyte them, they shall not be able to stonde, but fall vnder my fete.
16 His delite was in cursynge, and therfore shall it happe vnto him: he loued not blessynge, and that shall be farre fro him.
22 Let 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.
23 Yet 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.
3 The plowers plowed vpo my backe, & made loge forowes.
5 They smyte downe thy people (o LORDE) and trouble thine heretage.
6 They murthur the widdowe and the straunger, and put the fatherlesse to death.
20 For they speake vnright of the, thine enemies exalte them selues presumptuously.
22 Seynge God persecuteth me, wil ye vexe me also? Haue ye not yet ynough of the trouble of my flesh?
26 They that were in ye steade of Seers, dealt like vngodly me.
51 Remebre LORDE the rebuke that ye multitude of the people do vnto thy seruauntes, & how I haue borne it in my bosome.
19 Thy wounde can not be hyd, thy plage is so sore. All they that heare this of the, shall clappe their handes ouer the. For what is he, to who thou hast not allwaye bene doynge hurte?
20 Thou knowest my reprofe, my shame & my dishonor: my aduersaries are all in thy sight.
21 They 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.
22 From 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.
7 All they that hate me, runne together agaynst me, and ymagin euell agaynst me.
14 All thy louers haue forgotten the, and care nothinge for the. For I haue geuen the a cruell stroke, and chastened the roughly: and that for the multitude of thy my?dedes, for thy synnes haue had the ouer hande.
65 Geue them ye thinge, that their owne herte is afrayed of: euen thy curse.
40 Yee they shal bringe the comon people vpon the, which shal stone the, & slaye the downe with their sweardes.
16 For dogges are come aboute me, the coucell of ye wicked hath layed sege agaynst me.
3 My herte is heuy within me, and the feare of death is fallen vpon me.
10 I kepe sylece, and open not my mouth, for thou hast done it. Turne thy plages awaye fro me, for I am cosumed thorow the feare of thy hade.
11 Let them be cofounded & perish, that are agaynst my soule: let the be couered with shame & dishonoure, that seke to do me euell.
16 My cofucion is daylie before me, & the shame of my face couereth 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.
6 They holde alltogether, & kepe them selues close: they marck my steppes, how they maye catch my soule.
13 He hath compased me rounde aboute with his dartes, he hath wounded my loynes, & not spared. My bowels hath he poured vpon the grounde.
13 Therfore I will take in honde to punysh the, and to make the desolate, because of thy synnes.
14 Thou 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.
19 Hast thou then vtterly forsaken Iuda? (sayde I) Dost thou so abhorre Sio? Or hast thou so plaged vs, that we can be healed nomore? We loked for peace, and there cometh no good: for the tyme of health, & lo, here is nothinge but trouble.
7 For they haue deuoured Iacob, and layed waiste his dwellinge place.
28 when yee saye: Why do not we persecute him? we haue founde an occasion agaynst him.
2 For thy arowes stick fast in me, and thy honde presseth me sore.
12 For 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.
16 The people that seke vnto the in trouble, that same aduersite which they complane of, is vnto the a chastenynge before the.
41 Thou hast ouerthrowne all his hedges, and broke downe his stronge holdes.
13 My mouth shal speake of thy rightuousnesse & sauynge health all the daye loge, for I knowe no ende therof.