Psalms 76:4
Sela. Thou art of more honoure & might the the hilles of robbers.
Sela. Thou art of more honoure & might the the hilles of robbers.
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5 euen amonge the children of men, whose tethe are speares and arowes, and their tonge a sharpe swerde.
10 When the mountaynes saw the, they were afrayed, ye water streame wete awaye: the depe made a noyse at the liftinge vp of thine honde.
11 The Sonne and Mone remayned still in their habitacion. Thine arowes wente out glisteringe, and thy speares as the shyne of the lightenynge.
2 My tonge is ye penne of a ready wryter.
3 Thou art the fayrest amonge the children of me, full of grace are thy lippes, therfore God blesseth the for euer.
17 Their delite is in thy name all the daye longe, and thorow thy rightuousnesse they shalbe exalted.
3 There breaketh he the arowes of the bowe, ye shylde, the swerde & the whole battayll.
5 Set vp thy self (o God) aboue the heaues, & thy glory aboue all the earth.
10 Then arme thy self with thine owne power, vp, decke the in thy ioly araye,
1 O Lorde oure gouernoure: how wonderfull is thy name in all the worlde? how excellent is thy glory aboue the heauens?
6 Thy rightuousnesse stondeth like the stronge mountaynes, & thy iudgment like the greate depe.
7 Thou LORDE preseruest both me & beestes. How precious is thy mercy (O God) that the children of men maye put their trust vnder ye shadowe of thy wynges?
11 For ye greatnes of thy mercy reacheth vnto the heauens, and thy faithfulnesse vnto the cloudes. Set vp thy self (o God) aboue the heaues, & thy glory aboue all ye earth.
5 His honoure is greate in thy sauynge health, glory and greate worshipe shalt thou laye vpon him.
6 For thou shalt geue him euerlastige felicite, & make him glad wt the ioye of yi coutenauce.
5 The proude shalbe robbed & slepe their slepe, & ye mightie shalbe able to do nothinge with their hodes.
1 Prayse the LORDE o my soule: O LORDE my God, thou art become exceadinge glorious, thou art clothed with maiesty and honoure.
13 Thou hast made the north and the south, Tabor and Hermon shal reioyse in thy name.
34 He hath made my fete like hartes fete, & hath set me vp an hye.
6 Ye mountaynes, that ye skipped like rammes? and ye litle hilles, like yonge shepe?
35 Thou hast geue me the defence of thy health, thy right hande vpholdeth me, and thy louynge correccion maketh me greate.
4 The LORDE is hye aboue all Heithen, and his glory aboue the heaues.
9 For thou LORDE art the most hyest ouer all the earth, thou art exalted farre aboue all goddes.
7 And with thy greate glory thou hast destroyed thine aduersaries: thou sentest out yi wrath, & it cosumed them, euen as stobble.
9 O LORDE oure gouernoure, how wonderfull is thy name in all the worlde?
36 And thou hast geuen me the shylde of yi health, and with yi louynge correccion shalt thou multiplye me.
8 But thou LORDE o most hyest, abydest worlde without ende.
2 Before the mountaynes were brought forth, or euer the earth & the worlde were made, thou art God from euerlastinge and worlde withoute ende.
13 Be thou exalted (LORDE) in thine owne strength, so wil we synge and prayse thy power.
3 God commeth from Theman, and the holy one from the mount of Pharan. Sela.
15 And of ye toppes of the mountaynes of olde, and of the hilles allwaye,
1 Greate is ye LORDE & hyelie to be praysed, in ye cite of or God, eue vpo his holy hill.
2 The hill of Sion is like a fayre plate, wherof all the londe reioyseth: vpon the north syde lyeth the cite of the greate kinge.
33 He hath made my fete like hartes fete, and set me vp an hye.
2 Out of Sion apeareth the glorious beutie of God.
4 For thou LORDE hast made me glad thorow thy workes, and I wil reioyse ouer the operacion of thy hondes.
14 vpon all high hilles, and vpon all stoute mountaynes,
3 Sela But thou (o LORDE) art my defender, my worshipe, ad the lifter vp of my heade.
19 Thou hast brought me to greate honoure, & comforted me on euery syde.
40 Thou hast girded me with strength to ye battayll, and hast subdued them vnder me yt rose vp agaynst me.
5 The hilles melt like wax at the presence of ye LORDE, at the presence of the LORDE of the whole earth.
6 The very heauens declare his rightuousnes, & all people se his glory.
49 He bryngeth me out fro myne enemies: & from them yt ryse vp agaynst me, shalt thou exalte me, and from ye cruell man shalt thou delyuer me.
16 Why hoppe ye so, ye greate hilles? It pleaseth God to dwell vpo this hill, yee the LORDE wil abyde in it for euer.
39 Thou hast gyrded me with strength vnto ye batell, thou hast throwe them all downe vnder me, that rose vp agaynst me.
2 Prayse him in his noble actes, prayse him in his excellet greatnesse.
6 Which in his strength setteth fast the moutaynes, & is gyrded aboute with power.
6 Thankesgeuynge and worshipe are before him, power and honoure are in his Sanctuary.
3 Oh set me vp vpo an hye rocke. For thou art my hope, a stronge tower for me agaynst the enemie.
3 That thou mightest come downe with thy wonderous straunge workes, then shulde the hilles melt at thy presence.