The Bishops' Bible
1568 Matthew Parker editor
Psa 1:1 Blessed is the man that walketh not in the counsell of the vngodly: nor standeth in the way of sinners, nor sitteth in the seate of the scornefull.
Psa 1:2 But his delight [is] in the lawe of God: and in [God] his lawe exerciseth himselfe day and night.
Psa 1:3 And he shalbe lyke a tree planted by the waters syde, that bryngeth foorth her fruite in due season: and whose leafe wythereth not, for whatsoeuer he doth it shall prosper.
Psa 1:4 [As for] the vngodly [it is] not so [with them:] but they [are] like the chaffe which the winde scattereth abrode.
Psa 1:5 Therefore the vngodly shall not [be able to] stande in the iudgement: neither the sinners in the congregation of the righteous.
Psa 1:6 For God knoweth the way of the righteous: and the way of the vngodly shall perishe.
Psa 2:1 Why do the Heathen so furiously rage together? and why do the people imagine a vayne thing?
Psa 2:2 The kynges of the earth stande vp: and the rulers take counsell together against god, and against his annointed.
Psa 2:3 Let vs breake [say they] their bondes a sunder: and cast away their cordes from vs.
Psa 2:4 He that dwelleth in heauen wyll laugh them to scorne: the Lorde wyll haue them in derision.
Psa 2:5 Then wyll he speake vnto them in his wrath: and he wyll astonie them with feare in his sore displeasure.
Psa 2:6 [Saying] euen I haue annointed [him] my kyng: vpon my holy hyll of Sion.
Psa 2:7 I wyll declare the decree, God sayde vnto me: thou art my sonne, this day I haue begotten thee.
Psa 2:8 Desire of me, and I wyll geue thee the heathen for thyne inheritaunce: and the vttermost partes of the earth for thy possession.
Psa 2:9 Thou shalt bruise them with a rod of iron: and breake them in peeces like a potters vessell.
Psa 2:10 Wherfore be you nowe wel aduised O ye kinges: be you learned ye [that are] iudges of the earth.
Psa 2:11 Serue ye God in feare: and reioyce ye with a trembling.
Psa 2:12 Kisse ye the sonne lest that he be angrye, and [so] ye perishe [from] the way, if his wrath be neuer so litle kindled: blessed are all they that put their trust in hym.
Psa 3:1 <A psalme of Dauid when he fled from the face of Absalom his sonne.> O God howe are myne enemies increased? many do ryse vp against me.
Psa 3:2 Many say of my soule: there is no saluation for it in God. Selah.
Psa 3:3 But thou O God art a buckler for me: thou art my worship, and the lifter vp of my head.
Psa 3:4 I dyd call vpon God with my voyce, and he hearde me out of his holy hyll. Selah.
Psa 3:5 I layde me downe and slept: and I rose vp agayne, for God sustayned me.
Psa 3:6 I wyll not be afrayde of ten thousandes of the people: that haue set [them selues] against me rounde about.
Psa 3:7 Arise vp O God, saue thou me O my Lorde: for thou hast smitten all myne enemies vpon the cheeke bone, thou hast broken the teeth of the vngodly.
Psa 3:8 Saluation is of God: thy blessing is vpon thy people. Selah.
Psa 4:1 <To the chiefe musition on Neginoth, a psalme of Dauid.> Heare me when I call O God of my righteousnesse: thou hast set me at libertie when I was in distresse.
Psa 4:2 O ye sonnes of men, how long [wyll ye go about to bryng] my glory to confusion? ye loue vanitie, ye seeke after lyes. Selah.
Psa 4:3 For ye must know that God hath chosen to him selfe a godly [man]: God wyl heare when I call vnto hym.
Psa 4:4 Be ye angry, but sinne not: commune with your owne heart in your chaumber, and be styll. Selah.
Psa 4:5 Offer the sacrifice of righteousnesse: and put your trust in God.
Psa 4:6 There be many that say, who wyll shewe vs [any] good? O God lift thou vp the light of thy countenaunce vpon vs.
Psa 4:7 Thou hast put gladnesse in my heart: since the time that their corne and wine increased.
Psa 4:8 I wyll lay me downe in peace and take my rest: for thou God only makest me to dwell in safetie.
Psa 5:1 <To the chiefe musition vpon Nehiloth, a psalme of Dauid.> Geue eare vnto my wordes O God: vnderstande thou my pensifnesse.
Psa 5:2 Hearken thou vnto the voyce of my crying my kyng and my Lorde: for vnto thee I wyll make my prayer.
Psa 5:3 Thou shalt heare my voyce betymes O God: I wyll early in the morning direct [a prayer] vnto thee, and I wyll looke [for helpe from thee.]
Psa 5:4 For thou art the Lorde that hath no pleasure in wickednesse: neither can any euyll dwell with thee.
Psa 5:5 Suche as be foolishe, can not stande in thy sight: thou hatest all workers of iniquitie.
Psa 5:6 Thou wilt destroy them that make a lye: God wyll abhorre both the bloodthirstie and deceiptfull man.
Psa 5:7 As for me I wyll come into thyne house, [trusting] in the multitude of thy mercy: and in thy feare I will humble my selfe in thyne holy temple.
Psa 5:8 Leade me O God in thy righteousnesse, because of myne enemies: make thy way playne before my face.
Psa 5:9 For no trueth is in their mouth, their inwarde partes are very wickednesse: their throte is an open sepulchre, they flatter with their tongue.
Psa 5:10 Destroy thou them O Lord, let them perishe through their owne counsailes: cast them out in the multitude of their vngodlinesse, for they haue rebelled against thee.
Psa 5:11 And all they that trust in thee wyll reioyce, they wyll triumph for euer, because thou defendest them: and they that loue thy name, wyll be ioyfull in thee.
Psa 5:12 For thou O God wylt blesse the righteous: and thou wylt compasse hym about with beneuolence, as with a shielde.
Psa 6:1 <To the chiefe musition on Neginoth vpon eyght, a psalme of Dauid.> O God rebuke me not in thine indignation: neither chasten me in thy wrath.
Psa 6:2 Haue mercy on me O God, for I am weake: O God heale me, for my bones be very sore.
Psa 6:3 My soule also is greatly troubled: but O God howe long [shall I be in this case?]
Psa 6:4 Turne thee O God, and deliuer my soule: Oh saue me for thy mercies sake.
Psa 6:5 For in death no man remembreth thee: and in the graue who can acknowledge thee?
Psa 6:6 I am weerie of my groning: I washe my bed euery nyght, and I water my coutche with my teares.
Psa 6:7 Mine eye is almost put out through griefe: and worne out through all mine enemies.
Psa 6:8 Away from me all workers of iniquitie: for God hath hearde the voyce of my weeping.
Psa 6:9 God hath hearde my petition: God wyll receaue my prayer.
Psa 6:10 All myne enemies shalbe confounded and sore vexed: they shalbe turned backe, they shalbe put to shame sodainlye.
Psa 7:1 <Siggaion of Dauid, whiche he song vnto God in the busines of Chus, the sonne of Iemini.> O God my Lord, in thee I haue put my trust: saue me from all them that do persecute me, and deliuer thou me.
Psa 7:2 Lest he like a Lion seasoneth on my soule: teareth it in peeces, hauyng no rescue.
Psa 7:3 O God my Lord, if I haue done any such thing: or if there be any wickednesse in my handes.
Psa 7:4 If I haue done euyll vnto hym that had peace with me: and [if] I haue [not] deliuered hym that is without a cause myne aduersarie?
Psa 7:5 [Then] let myne enemie persecute my soule and take me: yea, let hym put me to death, and lay myne honour in the dust. Selah.
Psa 7:6 Arise O God in thy wrath, and stand thou vp agaynst the rage of myne enemies: stirre thou for me [according] to the iudgement [whiche] thou hast geuen.
Psa 7:7 And so shall the congregation of the people come about thee: for their sakes therfore place thy selfe on high.
Psa 7:8 God wyll iudge the people: geue thou sentence with me O God according to my righteousnesse, and according to my perfection [that is] within me.
Psa 7:9 My desire is, that ye wickednesse of the vngodly may come to an ende: and that thou wouldest assist the iust, who art the tryer of heartes and of reynes, O most righteous Lorde.
Psa 7:10 My buckler is with God: who preserueth them that be vpright in heart.
Psa 7:11 The Lorde is a righteous iudge: and the Lorde is prouoked to anger euery day.
Psa 7:12 If the wicked wyll not turne, he wyll whet his sworde: bende his bowe, and haue it in a redinesse [to shoote]
Psa 7:13 He hath prepared hym instrumentes of death: he hath ordayned his arrowes agaynst them that be persecutors.
Psa 7:14 Beholde, he wyll be in trauayle of a mischiefe, for he hath conceaued a labour: but yet he shall be brought to bed of a falsehood.
Psa 7:15 He hath made a graue and digged it: but he hym selfe wyll fall into the pit whiche he hath made.
Psa 7:16 For his labour shall come vpon his owne head: and his wickednesse shall fall vpon his owne pate.
Psa 7:17 I wyll prayse God accordyng to his ryghteousnesse: & I wyll sing psalmes vnto the name of the most high God.
Psa 8:1 <To the chiefe musition vpon Gittith, a psalme of Dauid.> O God our Lorde, howe excellent is thy name in all the earth? for that thou hast set thy glory aboue the heauens.
Psa 8:2 Out of the mouth of very babes and sucklinges thou hast layde the foundation of thy strength for thyne aduersaries sake: that thou mightest styll the enemie and the auenger.
Psa 8:3 For I will consider thy heauens, euen the workes of thy fingers: the moone and the starres whiche thou hast ordayned.
Psa 8:4 What is man that thou art myndfull of him? and the sonne of man that thou visitest hym?
Psa 8:5 Thou hast made hym somthyng inferiour to angels: thou hast crowned him with glory and worship.
Psa 8:6 Thou makest hym to haue dominion of the workes of thy handes: and thou hast put all thinges [in subiection] vnder his feete,
Psa 8:7 All sheepe and oxen, & also the beastes of the fielde:
Psa 8:8 the foules of the ayre, and the fishe of the sea, and whatsoeuer swymmeth in the seas.
Psa 8:9 O God our Lorde: howe excellent great is thy name in all the earth?
Psa 9:1 <To the chiefe musition at the death of Labben, a psalme of Dauid.> I wyl prayse God with all myne heart: I wyl recite all thy marueylous workes.
Psa 9:2 I wyll be glad & reioyce in thee: I wyll sing psalmes vnto thy name, O thou most hyest.
Psa 9:3 For that myne enemies are returned backwarde: are fallen and perished at thy presence.
Psa 9:4 For that thou hast geuen iudgement in my ryght and cause: thou that iudgest right, hast sit in the throne of iudgement.
Psa 9:5 Thou hast rebuked the Heathen, and destroyed the vngodly: thou hast abolished their name for euer and euer.
Psa 9:6 O thou enemie thou thoughtest to bryng vs to a perpetuall desolation: and to destroy our cities, so that there shoulde remayne no memory of them.
Psa 9:7 But God wyll sit for euer: he hath prepared his throne for iudgement.
Psa 9:8 For he wyll iudge the world in iustice: and minister iudgement vnto the people in righteousnesse.
Psa 9:9 God also wyll be a refuge for the oppressed: euen a refuge in tyme of trouble.
Psa 9:10 And they that knowe thy name wyll put their trust in thee: for thou O God hast neuer fayled them that seeke thee.
Psa 9:11 Sing psalmes vnto God abiding at Sion: declare his notable actes among the people.
Psa 9:12 For he maketh inquisition of blood: he remembreth it, and forgetteth not the complaynt of the poore.
Psa 9:13 Haue mercy on me O God: consider the trouble whiche I suffer of them that hate me, lift me vp from the gates of death.
Psa 9:14 That I may shewe all thy prayses within the gates of the daughter of Sion: and reioyce in thy saluation.
Psa 9:15 The Heathen are sunke downe into the pit that they made: their owne foote is snared in the same net whiche they had layde priuily [for other.]
Psa 9:16 God is knowen by the iudgement that he hath executed: the vngodly is trapped in ye worke of his owne handes, this ought to be considered alwayes. Selah.
Psa 9:17 The wicked shalbe turned vnto hell: and all people that forget God.
Psa 9:18 But the poore shall not alway be forgotten: [neither] shall the hope of the humble afflicted, perishe for euer.
Psa 9:19 Aryse vp O God, let not man preuaile: let the Heathen in thy sight be iudged.
Psa 9:20 Put them in feare O God: that the Heathen may knowe them selues to be but men. Selah.
Psa 10:1 Why standest thou so farre of O God? [why] hidest [thee] in the tyme of trouble?
Psa 10:2 The vngodly of a wylfulnesse persecuteth the poore: [but euery one] of them shalbe taken in the craftie wylines that they haue imagined.
Psa 10:3 For the vngodly prayseth according to his owne heartes desire: and blessing the couetous, he blasphemeth God.
Psa 10:4 The vngodly looketh so proudly as though he cared for none at all: neither is the Lorde in all his thoughtes.
Psa 10:5 His wayes are alwayes greeuous, but thy iudgementes are farre aboue out of his sight: [and therfore] he snuffeth at all his enemies.
Psa 10:6 He hath sayde in his heart, tushe, I can not be remoued: for I can not [be touched] at any tyme with harme.
Psa 10:7 His mouth is full of cursing, and of deceate, and of fraude: vnder his tongue is labour and mischiefe.
Psa 10:8 He sitteth lurkyng in theeuishe corners of the streates: and priuily in lurking dennes he doth murther the innocent, he eyeth diligently hym that is weake.
Psa 10:9 He lieth in wayte lurking as a Lion in his denne: he lyeth in wayte lurkyng, that he may violently carry away the afflicted, he doth carry away violentlye the afflicted, in halyng hym into his net.
Psa 10:10 He croucheth and humbleth him selfe: so that a number of the that be weake, fall by his myght.
Psa 10:11 He sayeth in his heart, tushe, the Lord hath forgotten: he hydeth away his face, and he wyll neuer see it.
Psa 10:12 Aryse vp O Lorde God: lift vp thine hande, forget not the afflicted.
Psa 10:13 Wherefore shoulde the wicked blaspheme the Lorde: [whyle] he sayeth in his heart, that thou wylt not call to accompt?
Psa 10:14 Surely thou hast seene [this] for thou beholdest labour and spite: that thou mayest take the matter into thy hands, he that is weake leaueth it for thee, [for] thou art the helper of the fatherlesse.
Psa 10:15 Breake thou the power of the vngodly and malitious: searche thou out his vngodlynes, and thou shalt finde none afterwarde in him.
Psa 10:16 God is king for euer and euer: but the Heathen shall perishe out of the lande.
Psa 10:17 O God, thou hast hearde the desire of the afflicted: [and] thou wylt settle their heart.
Psa 10:18 Thou wylt be attentiue with thyne eare, to geue iudgement for the fatherlesse and oppressed: [so] no man in the earth shall once go about hereafter to do them violence.
Psa 11:1 <To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid.> In God I put my trust: howe say ye then to my soule, that she shoulde flee as a byrde from your hyll.
Psa 11:2 For lo, the vngodly haue bende their bowe: and nocked their arrowes with the string, redy to shoote priuily at them whiche are vpright in heart.
Psa 11:3 For if the foundations shalbe caste downe: what must the righteous do?
Psa 11:4 But God is in his holy temple, Gods throne is in heauen: his eyes looke downe, his eye liddes tryeth the chyldren of men.
Psa 11:5 God wyll trye the righteous: but his soule abhorreth the vngodly, and hym that delighteth in wickednes.
Psa 11:6 Upon ye vngodly he wyl rayne snares, fire and brimstone: and tempestious stormes shalbe their portion to drinke.
Psa 11:7 For God most righteous, loueth righteousnes: his countenaunce wyll beholde the iust.
Psa 12:1 <To the chiefe musition vpon (an instrument) of eyght stringes, a psalme of Dauid.> Saue thou [me] O God, for there is not one godly man left: for the faythfull are diminished from among the chyldren of men.
Psa 12:2 Euery one vseth vayne talke with his neyghbour: and speaketh with a double heart out of flatteryng lippes.
Psa 12:3 God wyll cut away all flatteryng lippes: [and] the tongue that speaketh great thinges.
Psa 12:4 Whiche say, we wyll preuayle with our tongue: our lippes are our owne, who is Lorde ouer vs?
Psa 12:5 For the calamities of the oppressed, for the deepe sighyng of the poore, I wyll nowe vp sayeth God: and I wyll put in safetie, [hym] whom the [wicked] hath snared.
Psa 12:6 The wordes of God be wordes pure, as the siluer tryed in a furnace of earth: and purified seuen times.
Psa 12:7 [Wherfore] thou wylt kepe the godly, O God: thou wylt preserue euery one of them from this generation for euer.
Psa 12:8 The vngodly walke on euery side: when the worst sort be exalted amongst the chyldren of men.
Psa 13:1 <To the chiefe musition, a Psalme of Dauid.> Howe long wylt thou forget me O God, for euer? howe long wilt thou hyde thy face from me?
Psa 13:2 Howe long shall I seke counsayle in my soule, and be so vexed in mine heart euery day? howe long shall myne enemie triumph ouer me?
Psa 13:3 Loke downe and heare me O God my Lorde: lighten myne eyes, lest that I sleepe in death.
Psa 13:4 Lest myne enemie say, I haue preuayled agaynst hym: lest they that trouble me reioyce yf I shoulde be remoued.
Psa 13:5 But I repose my trust in thy mercie, and my heart is ioyfull in thy saluation:
Psa 13:6 I wyll syng to God, because he hath rewarded me.
Psa 14:1 <To the chiefe musition, a Psalme of Dauid.> The foole hath sayde in his heart there is no God: they haue corrupted [them selues] and done an abhominable worke, there is not one that doth good.
Psa 14:2 God loked downe from heauen vpon the children of men: to see yf there were any that did vnderstande [and] seke after the Lorde.
Psa 14:3 But they are all gone out of the way, they are altogether become abhominable: there is none that doth good, no not one.
Psa 14:4 Do not all the workers of iniquitie know, deuouryng my people as though they deuoured bread: that they call not vpon God?
Psa 14:5 Hereafter they shalbe taken with a great feare: for the Lorde is in the generation of the righteous.
Psa 14:6 As for nowe ye make a mocke at the counsayle of the poore: because he reposeth his trust in God.
Psa 14:7 Who shall geue saluation vnto Israel: out of Sion? When God will deliuer his people out of captiuitie: [then] wyll Iacob reioyce, and Israel be glad.
Psa 15:1 O God, who shall dwell in thy tabernacle? who shall rest vppon thy holy hyll?
Psa 15:2 Euen he that leadeth an vncorrupt life: and doth the thyng that is iust, and speaketh the trueth from his heart.
Psa 15:3 He that backbyteth not with his tongue: nor doth any euil to his felowe, nor rayseth a slaunder vpon his neyghbour.
Psa 15:4 He that dispiseth in his eyes the reprobate: and honoureth them that feare God. He that hath sworne to his owne hurt: and yet wyll not go from his oth.
Psa 15:5 He that geueth not his money vpon vsurie: nor taketh rewarde agaynst the innocent. He that doth these thynges: shall neuer at any tyme be remoued.
Psa 16:1 <The golden psalme of Dauid.> Preserue me O Lorde: for I haue reposed my trust in thee.
Psa 16:2 Thou hast sayde [O my soule] vnto God, thou art my Lorde: my weldoing [can do] thee no good.
Psa 16:3 But all my delyght is [to do good] vnto the saintes that are in the earth: and vnto such as excell in vertue.
Psa 16:4 As for them that runne [after] another [God] they shall haue great trouble: I wyll not offer their drynke offerynges of blood, neither wyll I make mention of their names within my lyppes.
Psa 16:5 O God, thou thy selfe art the portion of myne inheritaunce and of my cup: thou wylt mayntayne my lot.
Psa 16:6 My lot is fallen vnto me in a pleasaut [grounde:] I [haue] a goodly heritage.
Psa 16:7 I wyll prayse God who gaue me counsayle: my reines also do instruct me in the nyght season.
Psa 16:8 I haue set God alwayes before me: for he is on my ryght hande, [therfore] I shall not be remoued.
Psa 16:9 Wherfore my heart is glad: my glory reioyceth, my fleshe also shall rest in a securitie.
Psa 16:10 For thou wylt not leaue my soule in hell: neither wylt thou suffer thyne holy one to see corruption.
Psa 16:11 Thou wylt cause me to knowe the path of lyfe: in thy presence is the fulnesse of ioy, and at thy right hand there be pleasures for euermore.
Psa 17:1 <A prayer of Dauid.> Heare thou O God of iustice, be attentiue vnto my complaynt: geue eare vnto my prayer, not [proceeding] out of fayned lyppes.
Psa 17:2 Let iudgement come foorth for me from thy face: and let thine eyes loke vpon equitie.
Psa 17:3 Thou hast proued myne heart, thou hast visited [it] in the nyght season: thou hast tryed me, and founde no [wickednesse, for] I purposed that nothyng shoulde scape my mouth.
Psa 17:4 As touchyng [other] mens workes: through the wordes of thy lyppes I haue kept me from the way of the violent.
Psa 17:5 O holde thou vp my goynges in thy pathes: that my footesteppes slyp not.
Psa 17:6 I call vpon thee O God, for thou wilt heare me: incline thine eare to me, hearken vnto my wordes.
Psa 17:7 Shewe thy marueylous louyng kindnesse: thou that art the sauiour of them that trust in thee, from such as ryse vp agaynst thy ryght hande.
Psa 17:8 Kepe me as the apple of an eye, hyde me vnder the shadowe of thy wynges: from the face of the vngodly that go about to destroy me, [from] myne enemies that compasse me rounde about to take away my soule.
Psa 17:9 They haue inclosed [them selues] in their owne fat: with their mouth they speake proude thynges.
Psa 17:10 They haue nowe compassed me on euery syde [where] our way [lyeth]: they toote with their eyes to ouerthrow [me] downe on the grounde.
Psa 17:11 His [doynges] be lyke a lions that is greedy to take a pray: and as a lions whelpe lurkyng in secrete places.
Psa 17:12 Aryse O God, preuent his commyng, make hym to bowe: delyuer thou my soule from the vngodly [which is] thy sworde.
Psa 17:13 [Deliuer thou] me O God from men [which be] thy hande: from men, from the worlde, whose portion [is] in this lyfe, whose bellyes thou fyllest with thy priuie [treasure].
Psa 17:14 Whose children haue aboundaunce: & they leaue enough of that they haue remaynyng to their babes.
Psa 17:15 But as for me, I will beholde thy face in ryghteousnesse: I shalbe satisfied when I awake vp after thy lykenesse.
Psa 18:1 <To the chiefe musition the seruaunt of God, and of Dauid who spake vnto God the wordes of this song in the day that God deliuered him from the hande of all his enemies, and from the hande of Saul: And he sayde.> I wyll entirely loue thee O God my strength,
Psa 18:2 God is my stony rocke & my fortresse, and my delyuerer: my Lorde, my castell in whom I wyll trust, my buckler, the horne of my saluation, & my refuge.
Psa 18:3 I wyll call vpon God, who is most worthy to be praysed: so I shall be safe from myne enemies.
Psa 18:4 The panges of death haue compassed me about: and the outragiousnes of the wicked haue astonyed me with feare.
Psa 18:5 The panges of a graue haue compassed me about: the snares of death ouertoke me.
Psa 18:6 But in this my distresse I dyd call vppon God, and I made my complaynt vnto my Lorde: he hearde my voyce out of his temple, and my crye came before his face, euen vnto his eares.
Psa 18:7 The earth trembled and quaked: the very foundations of the hylles tottered and shooke, because he was wroth.
Psa 18:8 In his anger a smoke ascended vp: and a fire out of his mouth dyd cosume, and euery cole therof dyd set a fire.
Psa 18:9 He bowed the heauens also, and he came downe: and it was darke vnder his feete.
Psa 18:10 He ridde vpon the Cherub, and he dyd flee: he came fleeyng vpon the wynges of the wynde.
Psa 18:11 For his secrete place he dyd put darkenesse: and for his pauilion rounde about hym, he dyd put darknesse of waters in cloudes of the ayre.
Psa 18:12 His cloudes, haylestones, and coles of fire: fell downe before hym after lyghtnyng.
Psa 18:13 God also thundred out of heauen: and the most hyghest made his voyce to sounde, haylestones, and coles of fire.
Psa 18:14 He shot out his arrowes, and scattered them: he cast foorth much lyghtnynges, and destroyed them.
Psa 18:15 And the bottomes of waters appeared, and the foundations of the rounde worlde were discouered at thy chidyng, O God: at the blast of the breath of thine anger.
Psa 18:16 He hath sent downe from aboue to fetch me: he hath taken me out of many waters.
Psa 18:17 He hath deliuered me from my strong enemie: and from them which hate me, for they were to stout for me.
Psa 18:18 They preuented me in the day of my trouble: but God was vnto me a sure stay.
Psa 18:19 He brought me also foorth into a place of libertie: he brought me foorth, because he had a fauour vnto me.
Psa 18:20 God rewarded me after my righteous dealyng: accordyng to the cleannesse of myne handes he recompensed me.
Psa 18:21 Because I had kept the wayes of God: and had not wickedly shronke from my God.
Psa 18:22 For all his lawes were before me: and I reiected none of his commaundementes from me.
Psa 18:23 And I was sounde & pure towardes hym: and I was weery lest I shoulde offende hym with my wickednesse.
Psa 18:24 Therfore hath God rewarded me after my righteous dealyng: and accordyng to my cleannesse of my handes in his syght.
Psa 18:25 With the holy thou wylt be holy: with a perfect man thou wylt be perfect.
Psa 18:26 With the cleane thou wylt be cleane: and with the frowarde thou wylt be frowarde.
Psa 18:27 For thou hast saued the people oppressed: and thou hast brought downe the hygh lokes of the proude.
Psa 18:28 Thou also hast lyghtened my candell: God my Lorde hath made my darknesse to be lyght.
Psa 18:29 For in thee I haue discomfited an hoast of men: and with the helpe of my Lorde I haue skipped ouer the wall.
Psa 18:30 The way of the Lorde is a perfect way, the worde of God is tryed in the fire: he is a shielde vnto all them that put their trust in hym.
Psa 18:31 For who is a Lorde besides God: or who hath any strength besides our Lorde?
Psa 18:32 It is God that hath gyrded me with valiauntnesse of warre: and he hath made my way playne.
Psa 18:33 He hath made my feete lyke Hartes feete: and he hath set me vp on hygh.
Psa 18:34 He hath taught my handes to fyght: and myne armes to breake a bowe of steele.
Psa 18:35 Thou hast geuen me the shielde of thy saluation: thy ryght hande also hath helde me vp, and through thy great gentlenesse I haue increased.
Psa 18:36 Thou hast made me roomth inough for to go on: so that my feete haue not slypt.
Psa 18:37 I haue pursued myne enemies and onertaken them: neither dyd I returne backe vntyll I had destroyed them.
Psa 18:38 I smote them downe, and they are not able to aryse: they haue taken such a fall vnder my feete.
Psa 18:39 Thou hast gyrded me with strength vnto battayle: thou hast made them to bowe downe vnder me who haue rysen vp agaynst me.
Psa 18:40 Thou hast geuen me myne enemies neckes: and I haue destroyed them that hated me.
Psa 18:41 They cryed, but there was none to saue them: they cryed vnto God, but he dyd not heare them.
Psa 18:42 I dyd beat them to powder, like vnto dust in a wynde: I haue brought them as lowe as durt in the streates.
Psa 18:43 Thou hast deliuered me from sedition of the people, and thou hast made me head of the heathen: a people whom I haue not knowen serueth me,
Psa 18:44 assoone as they hearde of me, they obeyed me.
Psa 18:45 Children of a straunger haue made a lie vnto me: the heartes of the children of a straunger hath fayled them, and they feared in their [strong] holdes.
Psa 18:46 God lyueth, and he [is] my strength most worthy of blisse: and the Lorde of my saluation ought to be magnified.
Psa 18:47 It is God that hath geuen me power to take auengeaunce: and he hath subdued the people vnder me.
Psa 18:48 It is he that is the aucthour of my deliuerie from myne enemies: and he hath set me vp aboue them that rose agaynst me, he hath ridde me from the wicked man.
Psa 18:49 For this cause I wyll acknowledge thee O God among the gentiles: and syng psalmes vnto thy name.
Psa 18:50 Who hath wonderfull oft deliuered his kyng: and he hath done mercifully vnto Dauid his annoynted, and vnto his seede for euermore.
Psa 19:1 <To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid.> The heauens declare the glorie of God: and the firmament sheweth his handy worke.
Psa 19:2 A day occasioneth talke therof vnto a day: and a night teacheth knoweledge vnto a nyght.
Psa 19:3 No language, no wordes, no voyce of theirs is hearde:
Psa 19:4 yet their sounde goeth into all landes, and their wordes into the endes of the worlde. In them he hath set a tabernacle for the sunne:
Psa 19:5 which commeth foorth as a bridegrome out of his chamber, and reioyceth as a giaunt to runne his course.
Psa 19:6 His settyng foorth is from the vtmost part of heauen, and his circuite vnto the vtmost part therof: and there is nothing hyd from his heat.
Psa 19:7 The lawe of God is perfect, conuerting the soule: the testimonie of God is sure, and geueth wisdome vnto the simple.
Psa 19:8 The statutes of God are right, and reioyce the heart: the commaundement of God is pure, and geueth light vnto the eyes.
Psa 19:9 The feare of God is sincere, & endureth for euer: the iudgementes of God are trueth, they be iust in all poyntes.
Psa 19:10 They are more to be desired then golde, yea then much fine golde: they are also sweeter then hony and the hony combe.
Psa 19:11 Moreouer, by them thy seruaunt is well aduertised: and in kepyng of them there is a great rewarde.
Psa 19:12 Who can knowe his owne errours? Oh cleanse thou me from those that I am not priuie of.
Psa 19:13 Kepe thy seruaunt also from presumptuous [sinnes] let them not raigne ouer me: so I shall be perfect & voyde from all haynous offence.
Psa 19:14 Let the wordes of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in thy sight O God: my strength and my redeemer.
Psa 20:1 <To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid.> God heare thee in the day of trouble: the name of the Lorde of Iacob defende thee.
Psa 20:2 Let him sende thee helpe from the sanctuarie: and ayde thee out of Sion.
Psa 20:3 Let him remember all thy offeringes: and turne into asshes thy burnt sacrifices. Selah.
Psa 20:4 Let him graunt thee thy heartes desire: and accomplishe all thy deuice.
Psa 20:5 We wyll reioyce in thy saluation, and triumph in the name of our Lorde: for God wyll perfourme all thy petitions.
Psa 20:6 Nowe I knowe that God wyll saue his annoynted, he wyll heare him from his heauenly sanctuarie: there is saluation in the mightinesse of his right hande.
Psa 20:7 Some [put their trust] in chariotes, and some in horses: but we wyll remember the name of God our Lorde.
Psa 20:8 They shalbe made to bowe and fall: but we shall arise, and stande vpright.
Psa 20:9 Saue thou O God: that the king may heare vs in the day when we call.
Psa 21:1 <To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid.> The kyng ought to reioyce in thy strength O God: and he ought to be exceedyng glad of thy saluation.
Psa 21:2 Thou hast geuen him his heartes desire: and hast not denied him the request of his lippes. Selah.
Psa 21:3 For thou hast preuented him with good blessinges: and hast set a crowne of pure golde vpon his head.
Psa 21:4 He asked life of thee, and thou gauest him long dayes: euen for euer and euer.
Psa 21:5 His honour is great through thy saluation: thou hast layde glorie and great worship vpon him.
Psa 21:6 For thou hast placed him to be blessinges for euer: and hast made him glad with the ioy of thy countenaunce.
Psa 21:7 Because the king trusteth in God, and in the mercie of the most highest: he shal not miscarie.
Psa 21:8 Thine hande wyll finde out all thine enemies: thy right hande wyll finde out them that hate thee.
Psa 21:9 Thou wilt make them like a burnyng furnace in tyme of thy furie: God wyll destroy them in his wrath, and fire shall consume them.
Psa 21:10 Thou wilt roote their fruite out of the earth: and their seede from among the children of men.
Psa 21:11 For they intended mischiefe agaynst thee, and imagined a craftie deuice: [but] they coulde not [bring it to passe.]
Psa 21:12 Therfore thou wilt put them to flight: [and] direct thine arrowes agaynst their faces.
Psa 21:13 Be thou exalted O God accordyng to thine owne might: so we wyll sing, and with psalmes we wyll prayse thy power.
Psa 22:1 <To the chiefe musition of the mornyng hinde, a psalme of Dauid.> My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? [why] art thou so farre from my health, and from the wordes of my complaynt?
Psa 22:2 O my God I crye all the day tyme, and in the night season, and I ceasse not: but thou hearest not.
Psa 22:3 And yet thou most holy: sittest to receaue the prayers of Israel.
Psa 22:4 Our fathers hoped in thee: they trusted in thee, & thou didst deliuer them.
Psa 22:5 They called vpon thee, and they were helped: they did put their trust in thee, and they were not confounded.
Psa 22:6 But as for me I am a worme and no man: a very scorne of men, and an outcast of the people.
Psa 22:7 All they that see me, laugh me to scorne: they do make a mowe, and nod their head [at me.]
Psa 22:8 [Saying] he referreth [all] to God, [loking that God] wyll deliuer him [and] rescue him: for he delighteth only in him.
Psa 22:9 But thou art he that tokest me out of my mothers wombe: thou causedst me to trust in thee, suckyng my mothers breastes.
Psa 22:10 I haue ben left vnto thee euer since I was borne: thou art my God euen from my mothers wombe.
Psa 22:11 O go not far fro me, for trouble is harde at hande: and there is none to helpe me.
Psa 22:12 Many oxen are come about me: fat [bulles] of Bashan close me in on euery syde.
Psa 22:13 They gape vpon me with their mouthes: as it were a rampyng and a roryng lion.
Psa 22:14 I am as [it were] into water resolued, and all my bones are out of ioynt: my heart also is like waxe melted in the middest of my bowels.
Psa 22:15 My strength is dried vp like a potsheard, & my tongue cleaueth to my gummes: and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
Psa 22:16 For dogges are come about me, the assemble of the wicked lay siege agaynst me: they haue pearced my handes and my feete, I may tell all my bones.
Psa 22:17 I may tell all my bones. They stande staring & gasing vpon me:
Psa 22:18 they part my garmentes among them, and they cast lottes vpon my vesture.
Psa 22:19 But be not thou farre from me O God: thou art my strength, make haste to helpe me.
Psa 22:20 Delyuer my soule from the sworde: and my dearlyng from the dogges pawes.
Psa 22:21 Saue me from the Lions mouth: delyuer me from the hornes of the Unicornes.
Psa 22:22 I wyll declare thy name vnto my brethren: I wyll prayse thee in the middest of the congregation.
Psa 22:23 [Saying] prayse ye God ye that feare hym: glorifie hym all ye of the seede of Iacob, and stande in awe of hym all ye of the seede of Israel.
Psa 22:24 For he hath not dispised nor abhorred the affliction of the poore: he hath not hyd his face from hym, but he hearde hym when he cryed vnto hym.
Psa 22:25 My prayse shalbe of thee in the great congregation: I wyll perfourme my vowes in the syght of them that feare hym.
Psa 22:26 The poore shall eate, and be satisfied: they that seeke after God shall prayse hym, your heart shall lyue for euer.
Psa 22:27 All the endes of the worlde shall remember them selues and be turned vnto God: and all the kinredes of the nations shall worshyp before thy face.
Psa 22:28 For the kingdome is Gods: and he is the gouernour ouer the nations.
Psa 22:29 All such as be fat vpon the earth shall eate and worshyp: all they that go downe [in] to the dust shall knele before hym, although he preserued not his owne lyfe.
Psa 22:30 The posteritie shall serue hym: they shalbe counted vnto the Lorde for a generation.
Psa 22:31 They wyll come and declare his righteousnesse vnto a people that shalbe borne: for he hath done it.
Psa 23:1 <A psalme of Dauid.> God is my sheephearde, therfore I can lacke nothyng:
Psa 23:2 he wyll cause me to repose my selfe in pasture full of grasse, and he wyll leade me vnto calme waters.
Psa 23:3 He wyll conuert my soule: he wyll bring me foorth into the pathes of righteousnesse for his name sake.
Psa 23:4 Yea though I walke through the valley of the shadowe of death, I wyll feare no euyll: for thou art with me, thy rodde and thy staffe be the thynges that do comfort me.
Psa 23:5 Thou wylt prepare a table before me in the presence of myne aduersaries: thou hast annoynted my head with oyle, and my cup shalbe brymme full.
Psa 23:6 Truely felicitie and mercie shal folowe me all the dayes of my lyfe: and I wyll dwell in the house of God for a long tyme.
Psa 24:1 <A psalme of Dauid.> The earth is Gods and all that therin is: the worlde, & they that dwell therin.
Psa 24:2 For he hath laide the foundation of it vpon the seas: and he hath set it sure vpon the fluddes.
Psa 24:3 Who shal ascende into the hyll of God? or who shall ryse vp in his holy place?
Psa 24:4 [Euen he that hath] cleane handes, and a pure heart: & that hath not taken his soule in vayne, nor sworne disceiptfully.
Psa 24:5 He shall receaue a blessyng from God: and ryghteousnesse from the Lorde of his saluation.
Psa 24:6 This is the generation of them that seke hym: euen of them that seke thy face [in] Iacob. Selah.
Psa 24:7 Lyft vp your heades O ye gates, and be ye lyft vp ye euerlastyng doores and the kyng of glorie shall enter in.
Psa 24:8 Who is this kyng of glorie? it is God both strong & mightie, it is God mightie in battayle.
Psa 24:9 Lyft vp your heades (O ye gates) and be you lyft vp ye euerlastyng doores: and the kyng of glorie shall enter in.
Psa 24:10 Who is this kyng of glorie? euen the God of hostes, he is the kyng of glorie. Selah.
Psa 25:1 I lyft vp my soule vnto thee O God,
Psa 25:2 I put my trust in thee my Lorde: let me not be confounded, neither let myne enemies triumph ouer me.
Psa 25:3 Yea, let not all them that hope in thee be put to shame: let them be put to shame who without a cause do trayterously transgresse.
Psa 25:4 Make me to knowe thy wayes O God, and teache me thy pathes:
Psa 25:5 leade me foorth in thy trueth and teache me, for thou art the Lorde of my saluation, I haue wayted for thee al the day long.
Psa 25:6 Call to remembraunce O God thy tender mercies & thy louyng kindnesse: for they haue ben for euer.
Psa 25:7 Oh remember not thou the sinnes and offences of my youth: but accordyng to thy mercie euen of thy goodnesse O God remember me.
Psa 25:8 Gratious and ryghteous is God: therfore he wyll teache sinners in the way.
Psa 25:9 He wyll guide the meke in iudgement: and teache the humble his way.
Psa 25:10 All the pathes of God are mercie and trueth: vnto such as kepe his couenaunt and his testimonies.
Psa 25:11 Pardon thou therfore for thy name sake O God my wickednesse: for it is very great.
Psa 25:12 What man is he that feareth God? [God] wyll teache hym in the way that he shall choose.
Psa 25:13 His soule shall rest all nyght at ease: and his seede shall inherite the lande.
Psa 25:14 The secrete of God is among them that feare hym: and he wyll make knowen vnto them his couenaunt.
Psa 25:15 Myne eyes be alwayes [turned] vnto God: for he wyll take my feete out of the net.
Psa 25:16 Turne thy face vnto me, and haue mercie vpon me: for I am desolate and in miserie.
Psa 25:17 The sorowes of myne heart are encreased: O bryng thou me out of my distresse.
Psa 25:18 Loke thou vpon myne aduersitie and vpon my labour: and forgeue me all my sinne.
Psa 25:19 Consider myne enemies, for they do multiplie: and they beare a tirannous hate against me.
Psa 25:20 O kepe my soule and deliuer me, lest I shalbe confounded: for I haue put my trust in thee.
Psa 25:21 Let integritie and vprighteous dealing kepe me safe: for I haue wayted after thee.
Psa 25:22 O God redeeme Israel: out of all his aduersities.
Psa 26:1 <Of Dauid.> Iudge thou me O God, for I haue walked in my perfection: my trust also hath ben in God [therfore] I shall not fall.
Psa 26:2 Examine me O God and proue me: trye out my reynes and my heart.
Psa 26:3 For thy louing kindnes is before mine eyes: and I wyll walke in thy trueth.
Psa 26:4 I haue not sit [in company] with vayne persons: neither haue I entred [once acquaintaunce] with dissemblers.
Psa 26:5 I haue hated the congregation of the malitious: and I wyll not sit amongst the vngodly.
Psa 26:6 I haue wasshed my handes in innocencie: and [so] I haue gone about thine aulter O God.
Psa 26:7 That in a publique confession I myght heare: and set foorth all thy wonderous workes.
Psa 26:8 O God, I haue loued the habitation of thine house: and the place where thine honour dwelleth.
Psa 26:9 O gather not my soule with sinners: nor my life with bloodie men.
Psa 26:10 In whose handes is wickednes: and their right hande is full of gyftes.
Psa 26:11 But as for me I wyll walke in my perfection: O redeeme me, and be mercyfull vnto me.
Psa 26:12 My foote standeth vpon a playne [grounde: therfore] I wyll blesse God in the congregations.
Psa 27:1 God is my lyght and saluation, whom then shall I feare? God is the strength of my life, of whom then shall I be afraide?
Psa 27:2 When the malitious approched neare vnto me for to eate vp my fleshe: mine enemies and foes stumbled and fell.
Psa 27:3 Though an hoast of men were layde in campe against me, yet shall not mine heart be afraide: and though there rose vp warre against me, [yet] I wyll put my trust in this.
Psa 27:4 I haue desired one thyng of God, whiche once agayne I wyll earnestly require: euen that I may dwell in the house of God all the dayes of my life, to beholde the beautifulnes of God, and to seeke [it] in his temple.
Psa 27:5 For in the time of aduersitie he shall hide me in his tabernacle: yea in the secrete [place] of his pauilion he shall hide me, and set me vp vpon a rocke of stone.
Psa 27:6 And nowe he shall lift vp my head aboue mine enemies rounde about me: therfore I wyll offer in his tabernacle a sacrifice of great ioy, I wyll sing and prayse God with psalmes.
Psa 27:7 Hearken vnto my voyce O god, [when] I crye [vnto thee]: haue mercy vpon me and heare me.
Psa 27:8 My heart hath sayde vnto thee [according to this thy commaundement] seeke ye my face: thy face O God wyll I seeke.
Psa 27:9 O hide not thou thy face from me, nor cast thy seruaunt away in a displeasure: thou hast ben my succour, leaue me not, neither forsake me O Lorde of my saluation.
Psa 27:10 For my father and mother forsoke me: and God did take me vp.
Psa 27:11 Teache me thy way O God: and leade me in a right path, because of mine enemies.
Psa 27:12 Deliuer me not into mine aduersaries handes: for there are false witnesses rysen vp against me, and such as speake wrong.
Psa 27:13 If I had not beleued [veryly] to see the goodnes of God in the lande of the liuing: [their spite had kylled me.]
Psa 27:14 Attende thou [therfore] vpon God, be of a good courage, and he will comfort thine heart: [I say] attende thou vpon God.
Psa 28:1 Vnto thee I crye O God my strength, make not as though thou were deafe at me: lest if thou holdest thy peace, I become like them that go downe into the graue.
Psa 28:2 Heare the voyce of my humble petitions when I crye vnto thee: when I holde vp my handes towarde thy holy place where thy arke is.
Psa 28:3 Take me not away with the vngodlye, and with the workers of iniquitie: whiche speake of peace to their neighbours, but mischiefe is in their heartes.
Psa 28:4 Rewarde them accordyng to their deedes: and according to the wickednes of their owne inuentions. Recompence them after the worke of their handes: pay them home that they haue deserued.
Psa 28:5 For they geue not their minde to vnderstande the doynges of God and the worke of his handes: [therefore] he wyll breake them downe, and not buylde them vp.
Psa 28:6 Blessed be God: for he hath hearde the voyce of mine humble petitions.
Psa 28:7 God is my strength and my shielde, my heart hath trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart skippeth for ioy, and in my song I wyll prayse hym.
Psa 28:8 God is their strength: and the strength that saueth his annoynted.
Psa 28:9 O saue thy people, and geue thy blessing vnto thine inheritaunce: feede them and exalt them for euermore.
Psa 29:1 A tribute vnto God O ye sonnes of princes: attribute vnto God glory and strength.
Psa 29:2 Geue to God glory [due] vnto his name: worship God with holy honour.
Psa 29:3 The voyce of God is aboue waters: it is the Lorde of glory that thundreth, it is God that ruleth the sea.
Psa 29:4 The voyce of God is with power: the voyce of God is with honour.
Psa 29:5 The voyce of God breaketh the Cedar trees: yea God breaketh the Cedars of Libanus.
Psa 29:6 And he maketh them to skip like a calfe: Libanus also and Sirion like a young vnicorne.
Psa 29:7 The voyce of God casteth out flambes of fire:
Psa 29:8 the voyce of God maketh the wyldernesse to tremble, God maketh the wyldernesse of Cades to tremble.
Psa 29:9 The voyce of God maketh Hindes to cast their calfe, and maketh woods to be bare: therefore euery man setteth foorth his glory in his temple.
Psa 29:10 God sitteth in the flud: and God wil sit king for euer.
Psa 29:11 God wyll geue strength vnto his people: God wyll blesse his people in peace.
Psa 30:1 <A psalme whiche is a song of the dedication of the house of Dauid.> I wyll exalt thee O God, for thou hast exalted me: and hast not made my foes to triumph ouer me.
Psa 30:2 O God my Lord I cryed vnto thee: and thou hast healed me.
Psa 30:3 Thou God hast raysed vp my soule from the graue: thou hast preserued my life from them that go downe into ye pit.
Psa 30:4 Sing psalmes vnto god ye his saintes: and make your confession vnto the remembraunce of his holynes.
Psa 30:5 For a litle short time [passeth] in his anger, a life is [spente] in his good wyll: at euening weeping shall begin the night, but ioy commeth in the morning.
Psa 30:6 And in my prosperitie I saide, I shall neuer haue a fal:
Psa 30:7 thou God of thy goodnes hadst made my hyll so strong.
Psa 30:8 [Neuerthelesse, when] thou dydst turne thy face, I was troubled: [then] I cryed vnto thee O God, then made I my humble prayers to thee my Lorde.
Psa 30:9 [Saying] what profite is there in my blood when I go downe to the pit? shal the dust geue thankes vnto thee? or shall it declare thy trueth?
Psa 30:10 Heare me O God, and haue mercy vppon me: O God be thou my helper.
Psa 30:11 [And foorthwith] thou hast turned my mourning into dauncing: thou hast put of my sackcloth, and gyrded me with gladnes.
Psa 30:12 Therfore my glory shal sing psalmes vnto thee and not ceasse: O God my Lorde I wyll prayse thee for euer.
Psa 31:1 <To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid.> In thee O God I haue put my trust, let me neuer be confounded: deliuer me in thy righteousnes.
Psa 31:2 Bowe downe thine eare to me, make hast to deliuer me: be vnto me a strong rocke and a house of defence, that thou mayest saue me.
Psa 31:3 For thou art my strong rocke and fortresse: euen for thy name sake conduct me, and direct me.
Psa 31:4 Take me out of the net that they haue layde priuily for me: for thou art my strength.
Psa 31:5 Into thy hande I commende my spirite: [for] thou hast redeemed me O God the Lorde of trueth.
Psa 31:6 I haue hated them that obserue superstitious vanities: and my trust hath ben in God.
Psa 31:7 I wyll be glad and reioyce in thy louing kindnes: for that thou hast considered my trouble, and hast knowen my soule in aduersities.
Psa 31:8 Thou hast not shut me vp into the hande of the enemie: [but] hast set my feete in a large roome.
Psa 31:9 Haue mercy vpon me O God, for I am in distresse: mine eye, my soule, and my belly be consumed for very heauinesse.
Psa 31:10 For my life is wasted with sorow, and mine eares with mourning: my strength fayleth me because of mine iniquitie, and my bones are putrified.
Psa 31:11 I became a reprofe among al mine enemies, but especially among my neighbours: and they of mine acquaintaunce were afraide of me, and they that dyd see me without, conueyed them selues quickly fro me.
Psa 31:12 I became cleane forgotten as a dead man out of minde: I became like a broken vessell.
Psa 31:13 For I haue hearde the villanie of the multitude, and feare was on euery side [me]: whyle they conspired together against me, [and] toke their counsell to take away my life.
Psa 31:14 But my hope hath ben in thee O God: I haue sayd thou art my Lorde.
Psa 31:15 My time is in thy hande, deliuer me from the hande of mine enemies: and from them that persecute me.
Psa 31:16 Cause thy countenaunce to shine vppon thy seruaunt: saue me for thy mercies sake.
Psa 31:17 Let me not be confounded O God, for I haue called vpon thee: let the vngodlye be put to confusion, and be put to scilence in the graue.
Psa 31:18 Let the lying lippes be put to scilence: which speake against ye righteous greeuous thinges with disdaine & contempt.
Psa 31:19 Howe plentifull is thy goodnes which thou hast layde vp for them that feare thee? [and whiche] thou hast prepared for them that put their trust in thee before the sonnes of men.
Psa 31:20 Thou hydest them priuily in thyne owne presence from the raginges of [all] men: thou kepest them secretly [as] in a tabernacle from the strife of tongues.
Psa 31:21 Blessed be God: for he hath shewed me marueylous great kindnes in a strong citie.
Psa 31:22 And when I fled with al haste, I said I am cast out of the sight of thine eyes: neuerthelesse, thou heardest the voyce of my prayer when I cryed vnto thee.
Psa 31:23 Loue God all ye his saintes: [for] God preserueth them that are faythfull, and rewardeth most aboundauntly the proude doer.
Psa 31:24 All ye that put your trust in God be ye of a good courage: and he wyll comfort your heart.
Psa 32:1 <A wyse instruction of Dauid.> Blessed is he whose wickednes is forgeuen: and whose sinne is couered.
Psa 32:2 Blessed is ye man vnto whom God imputeth no vnrighteousnes: & in whose spirit there is no guile.
Psa 32:3 For whyle I helde my tongue: my bones consumed away through my dayly roaring.
Psa 32:4 For thy hande is heauie vpon me day and night: and my moysture is like the drouth in sommer. Selah.
Psa 32:5 [Therfore] I haue made knowen my faultes vnto thee, and my righteousnes haue I not hid: I sayd I will confesse my wickednes vnto God, and thou forgauest the vnrighteousnes of my sinne. Selah.
Psa 32:6 For this shall euery one that is godly make his prayer vnto thee in the time when thou mayest be founde: so that in the great water fluddes they shal not come nye hym.
Psa 32:7 Thou art my refuge, thou wylt preserue me from trouble: thou wylt compasse me about with songes of deliueraunce. Selah.
Psa 32:8 I will geue thee wise instructions, and teach thee in the way wherin thou shalt go: & I wil guyde thee with mine eye.
Psa 32:9 Be ye not lyke a horse [or] lyke a mule whiche haue no vnderstanding: whose mouthes must be holden with bit and brydle, lest they fall vpon thee.
Psa 32:10 Great plagues remaine for the vngodly: but who so putteth his trust in God, mercy imbraceth him on euery side.
Psa 32:11 Be glad in God, & reioyce O ye righteous: be ioyfull also all ye that be vpright of heart.
Psa 33:1 Reioyce in God O ye righteous: for prayse becommeth well the iust.
Psa 33:2 Confesse [it] to god with the harpe: sing psalmes vnto hym with the viall, and with the instrument of ten stringes.
Psa 33:3 Sing vnto him a new song: do it cunningly, make a sweete noyse with your musicall instrumentes alowde.
Psa 33:4 For the word of God is right: and euery worke of his done in fayth.
Psa 33:5 He loueth righteousnes & iudgement: the earth is ful of the goodnes of God.
Psa 33:6 By the worde of God are the heauens made: and all the hoastes of them by the breath of his mouth.
Psa 33:7 He gathereth the waters of the sea together as it were vpon an heape: and layeth vp the deepe as treasures.
Psa 33:8 Let all the earth feare God: let all they that dwell in the worlde stande in awe of him.
Psa 33:9 For he spake and it was: he commauded, and it was brought to passe.
Psa 33:10 God bringeth the counsell of the Heathen to naught: and maketh the deuises of the people to be of none effect.
Psa 33:11 The counsayle of God shall endure for euer: and the thoughtes of his heart from generation to generation.
Psa 33:12 Blessed is the nation that hath God to be their Lorde: that people hath he chosen to be an inheritaunce for him.
Psa 33:13 God looketh downe from heauen, and beholdeth all the chyldren of men
Psa 33:14 from the place where he resteth: he eyeth diligently euery dweller on the earth.
Psa 33:15 He fashioneth their heartes together: he vnderstandeth al their workes.
Psa 33:16 A king is not saued by the multitude of an hoast: a man of great myght escapeth not by much strength.
Psa 33:17 A horse for to saue is vanitie: and he can deliuer none by his great strength.
Psa 33:18 Beholde, the eye of God is vpon them that feare hym: and vpon them that wayteth after his mercy.
Psa 33:19 To deliuer their soules from death: and to preserue their liues in dearth.
Psa 33:20 Our soule wayteth after God: he is our ayde and shielde.
Psa 33:21 For our heart shall reioyce in him: because we haue put our trust in his holy name.
Psa 33:22 Let thy louing kindnes O God be vppon vs: like as we haue put our trust in thee.
Psa 34:1 <Of Dauid when he chaunged his behauiour before Abimelech, whiche droue him away, and he departed.> I wyll alway blesse God: his prayse shall euer be in my mouth.
Psa 34:2 My soule shal glory in God: the humble shall heare therof and be glad.
Psa 34:3 Magnifie God with me: and let vs exalt his name [all] together.
Psa 34:4 Carefully I sought God, & he hearde me: yea he deliuered me out of all my feare.
Psa 34:5 Let them turne their eyes on him, and make speede to come vnto hym: and their faces shall not be ashamed.
Psa 34:6 [Lo] this same poore man hath cryed: and God hath hearde hym, and saued hym out of all his troubles.
Psa 34:7 The angell of God campeth rounde about them that feare hym: and deliuereth them.
Psa 34:8 O taste and see how gracious God is: blessed is the man that trusteth in him.
Psa 34:9 Feare God ye that be his saintes: for they that feare him lacke nothing.
Psa 34:10 Young Lions do lacke and suffer hunger: but they whiche seeke God, shall want no maner of thing that is good.
Psa 34:11 Come ye chyldren and hearken vnto me: I will teache you the feare of God.
Psa 34:12 What man is he that listeth to liue: [and] woulde fayne see good dayes.
Psa 34:13 Kepe thy tongue from euill: and thy lippes that they speake no guyle.
Psa 34:14 Eschewe euill & do good: seeke peace and ensue it.
Psa 34:15 The eyes of God [are] ouer the righteous: and his eares [are open] vnto their prayers.
Psa 34:16 The countenaunce of God is against them that do euill: to roote out the remembraunce of them from of the earth.
Psa 34:17 The righteous crye, and God heareth them: and deliuereth them out of all their troubles.
Psa 34:18 God is nye vnto them that are of a contrite heart: and saueth such as be of an humble spirite.
Psa 34:19 Great are the troubles of the righteous: but God deliuereth him out of all.
Psa 34:20 He kepeth all his bones: so that no one of them is broken.
Psa 34:21 Malice shal put the vngodly to death: and they that hate the righteous, shalbe brought to naught.
Psa 34:22 God redeemeth the soules of his seruauntes: and al they that put their trust in him, shall not be brought to naught.
Psa 35:1 <Of Dauid.> Pleade thou my cause O God, with them that striue with me: and fight thou agaynst them that fight against me.
Psa 35:2 Lay hand vppon a shielde & buckler: and stande vp to helpe me.
Psa 35:3 Bryng foorth the speare, and stop [the way] against them that persecute me: say vnto my soule, I am thy saluation.
Psa 35:4 Let them be confounded and put to shame that seeke after my soule: let them be turned backe and brought to cofusion, that imagine mischiefe for me.
Psa 35:5 Let them be as dust before the winde: and let the angell of God scatter [them.]
Psa 35:6 Let their way be darke and slipperie: & let the angell of God persecute them.
Psa 35:7 For without a cause they haue priuily layde for me a pit [full] of their nettes: without a cause they haue made a digyng vnto my soule.
Psa 35:8 Let a sodayne destruction come vpon hym vnawares: and his net that he hath layde priuily catch hym selfe, let him fall into it with [his owne] destruction.
Psa 35:9 [And] my soule shalbe ioyfull in God: it shall reioyce in his saluation.
Psa 35:10 All my bones shall say, God who is lyke vnto thee? whiche deliuerest the poore from hym that is to strong for him: yea the poore and him that is in miserie, from him that spoyleth him.
Psa 35:11 False witnesse did rise vp: they layde thinges to my charge that I know not.
Psa 35:12 They rewarded me euill for good: to the great discomfort of my soule.
Psa 35:13 Neuerthelesse, when they were sicke I did put on sackcloth: I afflicted my soule with fasting, and my prayer returned into myne owne bosome.
Psa 35:14 I kept them company whersoeuer they went, as though they had ben my frende or brother: I went heauyly, as one that mourned for his mother.
Psa 35:15 But in mine aduersitie they reioysed and gathered them together: yea, the very abiectes came together against me, yer I wyst they rented me a peeces and ceassed not.
Psa 35:16 With hypocrites, scoffers, and parasites: they gnashed vpon me with their teeth.
Psa 35:17 Lorde howe long wylt thou looke [vpon this]: O deliuer my soule from their raginges, and my dearling from Lions whelpes.
Psa 35:18 So I wyll confesse it vnto thee in a great congregation: I will prayse thee among muche people.
Psa 35:19 O let not my deceiptfull enemies triumph ouer me: let them not winke with an eye, that hate me without a cause.
Psa 35:20 For they speake not peace: but they imagine deceiptfull wordes agaynst them that [liue] quietly in the lande.
Psa 35:21 They gaped vpon me with their mouthes: and said this is well, this is wel, our eye hath seene.
Psa 35:22 Thou hast seene [this] O God, holde not thy tongue [then:] go not farre from me O Lorde.
Psa 35:23 Stirre thou and awake O my God and my Lorde: to iudge my cause and controuersie.
Psa 35:24 Iudge me according to thy righteousnesse O God my Lorde: and let them not triumph ouer me.
Psa 35:25 Let them not say in their heart, it is as we woulde haue it: neither let them say, we haue deuoured hym.
Psa 35:26 Let them be put to confusion & shame [all] together that reioyce at my trouble: let them be clothed with rebuke and dishonour that exalt them selues against me.
Psa 35:27 Let them triumph with gladnesse and reioyce that be delighted with my righteousnesse: let them say alwayes, blessed be God whiche hath pleasure in the prosperitie of his seruaunt.
Psa 35:28 And my tongue shalbe talking of thy righteousnesse: and of thy prayse all the day long.
Psa 36:1 <To the chiefe musition, seruaunt to the God of Dauid.> The wickednes of the vngodly speaketh in the middest of my heart: that there is no feare of the Lorde before his eyes.
Psa 36:2 For he flattereth him selfe in his owne sight: so that his iniquitie is found worthy of hatred.
Psa 36:3 The wordes of his mouth are vnrighteous and full of deceipt: he hath left of to behaue him selfe wisely & to do good.
Psa 36:4 He imagineth mischiefe vpon his bed, & setteth him selfe in no good way: neither doth he abhorre any thing yt is euil.
Psa 36:5 Thy mercy O God reacheth vnto heauen: [and] thy faythfulnes vnto the cloudes.
Psa 36:6 Thy righteousnes is like the mountaynes of God: thy iudgementes are a great deapth, thou sauest both man and beast O God.
Psa 36:7 How excellent is thy mercy O Lord: therefore the chyldren of men shall put their trust vnder the shadowe of thy winges.
Psa 36:8 They shalbe satisfied with the plenteousnesse of thy house: and thou shalt geue them drinke out of the riuer of thy delicates.
Psa 36:9 For with thee is the fountaine of lyfe: and in thy light shall we see light.
Psa 36:10 O continue foorth thy louing kindnesse vnto them that knowe thee: and thy righteousnes vnto them that are of an vpright heart.
Psa 36:11 O let not the foote of pryde reache vnto me: and let not the hande of the vngodly make me to moue [out of my place]
Psa 36:12 There be the workers of iniquitie fallen: they are cast downe, and shall not be able to rise vp.
Psa 37:1 <Of Dauid.> Fret not thy selfe because of the vngodly: neither be thou enuious against the euyll doers.
Psa 37:2 For they shall soone be cut downe like the grasse: and be withered euen as the greene hearbe.
Psa 37:3 Put thou thy trust in God, and be doing good: dwell in the land, and feede in trueth.
Psa 37:4 Delight thou also in God: and he shall geue thee thy heartes desire.
Psa 37:5 Commit thy way vnto God: and put thy trust in hym, and he shall bryng it to passe.
Psa 37:6 He shall make thy righteousnesse appeare as cleare as the light: and thy iust dealing as the noone tyde.
Psa 37:7 Holde thee still in God, and wayte paciently vpon him: fret not thy selfe at him whose way doth prosper, at the man that doth abhominations.
Psa 37:8 Leaue of from wrath, and let go displeasure: fret not thy selfe, lest thou be moued to do euill.
Psa 37:9 For the malitious doers shalbe rooted out: and they that paciently wayte after God, they shall inherite the lande.
Psa 37:10 [Looke] at them yet a litle whyle, and the vngodly shalbe cleane gone: thou shalt looke after his place, and he shall not be [there]
Psa 37:11 But the meeke spirited shall possesse the earth: and shalbe delighted in the aboundaunce of peace.
Psa 37:12 The vngodly busieth his head [all] against the iust: and gnasheth vpon him with his teeth.
Psa 37:13 The Lorde shall laugh him to scorne: for he seeth that his day is comming.
Psa 37:14 The vngodly haue drawen out the sworde, and haue bended their bowe: to cast downe the poore and needie, and to slay such as be of right conuersation.
Psa 37:15 But their sworde shal go thorow their owne heart: & their bow shalbe broken.
Psa 37:16 A small thing that the righteous hath: is better then great riches of ye vngodly.
Psa 37:17 For the armes of the vngodly shalbe broken: and God vpholdeth the righteous.
Psa 37:18 God knoweth the dayes of them that be perfect: and their inheritaunce shall endure for euer.
Psa 37:19 They shall not be confounded in the perilous tyme: and in the dayes of dearth they shall haue inough.
Psa 37:20 As for the vngodly they shall perishe, and the enemies of God shall consume as the fat of lambes: yea, euen with the smoke they shall vanishe away.
Psa 37:21 The vngodly boroweth and payeth not agayne: but the righteous geueth mercifully and liberally.
Psa 37:22 Suche as be blessed of God shall possesse the lande: and they that be cursed of hym, shalbe rooted out.
Psa 37:23 The pathes of man is directed by God: and his way pleaseth.
Psa 37:24 Though he fall, he shall not be vndone: for God vpholdeth him with his hande.
Psa 37:25 I haue ben a young chylde, and nowe I am olde: and yet sawe I neuer the righteous forsaken, nor his seede begyng bread.
Psa 37:26 The righteous is euer mercifull and lendeth: and his seede is blessed.
Psa 37:27 Flee from euill & do good: and dwell for euer.
Psa 37:28 For God loueth iudgement, he forsaketh not his saintes: they are preserued for euermore, but the seede of the vngodlye shalbe rooted vp.
Psa 37:29 The righteous shal inherite the land: and dwell therin for euer.
Psa 37:30 The mouth of the righteous is exercised in wysdome: and his tongue wyll be talking of iudgement.
Psa 37:31 The lawe of his God is in his heart: therfore his feete shall not slide.
Psa 37:32 The vngodly spyeth the righteous: and seeketh [occasion] to slay hym.
Psa 37:33 God wyll not leaue him in his hande: nor suffer hym to be condemned when he is iudged.
Psa 37:34 Wayte thou on God & kepe his way, and he wyll promote thee, that thou mayest possesse the lande: when the vngodly shalbe cut of, thou shalt see it.
Psa 37:35 I my selfe haue seene the vngodly in great power: and florishing lyke a greene bay tree.
Psa 37:36 And he vanished away, so that he could be no more seene: I sought hym, but he coulde no where be founde.
Psa 37:37 Marke hym that is perfect, and beholde him that is iust: for the ende of suche a man is peace.
Psa 37:38 As for wicked transgressours, they shalbe destroyed [all] together: and the ende of the vngodly shalbe rooted vp at the last.
Psa 37:39 But saluation of the righteous commeth of God: whiche is also their strength in time of trouble.
Psa 37:40 And God wyll ayde them and deliuer them, he wyl deliuer them from the vngodly: and he wyll saue them, because they put their trust in him.
Psa 38:1 <A psalme of Dauid to reduce in remembraunce.> Rebuke me not O God in thyne anger: neither chasten me in thy heauie displeasure.
Psa 38:2 For thyne arrowes sticke fast in me: and thy hande presseth me sore.
Psa 38:3 There is no helath in my flesh through thy displeasure: neither is there any rest in my bones by reason of my sinne.
Psa 38:4 For my manyfolde wickednes is gone ouer my head: and like a sore burthen is to heauie for me to beare.
Psa 38:5 My woundes stinke and are corrupt: through my foolishnes.
Psa 38:6 I am become crooked, and am exceedingly pulled downe: I go a mourning all the day long.
Psa 38:7 For my loynes are filled with heate: and there is no whole part in my body.
Psa 38:8 I am feeble and sore smitten: I haue rored for the very disquietnesse of my heart.
Psa 38:9 Lorde thou knowest all my desire: and my gronyng is not hyd from thee.
Psa 38:10 My heart panteth, my strength hath fayled me: and the lyght of myne eyes is gone from me.
Psa 38:11 My louers and my neygbours dyd stande on the other syde lokyng vpon my plague: and my kinsmen stoode a farre of.
Psa 38:12 They also that sought after my lyfe layde snares [for me]: and they that went about to do me euyll, talked of wickednesse, and imagined deceipt all the day long.
Psa 38:13 As for me, as one deafe I woulde not heare: and [I was] as one that is dumbe [who] coulde not open his mouth.
Psa 38:14 I became euen as a man that heareth not: and who hath no replies in his mouth.
Psa 38:15 For on thee O God I haue wayted: thou shalt aunswere for me O Lorde my God.
Psa 38:16 For I sayde [heare me] lest that they shoulde triumph on me: who auaunce [them selues] greatly agaynst me when my foote doth slyp.
Psa 38:17 Because I am disposed to a haltyng: and my sorowe is euer in my syght.
Psa 38:18 Because I confesse my wickednesse: and am sory for my sinne.
Psa 38:19 But myne enemies lyuyng [without payne] are mightie: & they that hate me wrongfully are increased in number.
Psa 38:20 They also that rewarde euyl for good are agaynst me: because I folowe the thyng that is good.
Psa 38:21 Forsake me not O God: O my Lorde be not thou farre fro me.
Psa 38:22 Haste thee to helpe me: O Lorde my saluation.
Psa 39:1 <To the chiefe musition Ieduthun, a psalme of Dauid.> I sayde [to my selfe] I wyll take heede to my wayes, that I offende not in my tongue: I wyll kepe my mouth as it were with a brydell, whylest the vngodly is in my syght.
Psa 39:2 I became dumbe through scilence, I helde my peace from speakyng of good wordes: but the more was my sorowe increased.
Psa 39:3 My heart was hotte within me, and whyle I was thus musyng the fire kyndled: and [at the last] I spake with my tongue.
Psa 39:4 O God make me to knowe mine ende, and the number of my dayes: that I may be certified howe long I haue to lyue.
Psa 39:5 Behold thou hast made my dayes as it were an hand breadth long, & mine age is euen as nothing before thee: truely euery man is al [together] vanitie. Selah.
Psa 39:6 Truely man walketh in a vayne shadowe, truely he [and all his] do disquiet them selues in vayne: he heapeth vp riches, & can not tel who shal vse them.
Psa 39:7 And nowe Lord what wayte I after? truely my hope is euen in thee.
Psa 39:8 Delyuer me from all my offences: and make me not a rebuke vnto the foolishe.
Psa 39:9 I became dumbe, and opened not my mouth: for it was thy doyng.
Psa 39:10 Take thy plague away from me: I am euen consumed by the meanes of thy heauy hande.
Psa 39:11 Thou doest chasten man, rebukyng him for sinne: thou as a moth doest consume his excellencie, for in very deede euery man is but vanitie. Selah.
Psa 39:12 Heare my prayer O God, and geue eares to my crying, holde not thy peace at my teares: for I am a strauger with thee, and a soiourner as all my fathers were.
Psa 39:13 Oh spare me a litle, that I may recouer my strength: before I go hence, and be no more [seene.]
Psa 40:1 <To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid.> I wayted patiently vpon God, and he enclined vnto me [his eare]: and heard my crying.
Psa 40:2 He brought me also out of an horrible pyt, out of the dirtie mire: and set my feete vpon a rocke, and directed my goynges.
Psa 40:3 And he hath put a newe song in my mouth: euen a thankesgeuyng vnto our Lorde.
Psa 40:4 Many shall see it, and feare: and shall put their trust in God.
Psa 40:5 Blessed is the man that hath set his hope in God: and turned not vnto the proude, and to such as decline to lyes.
Psa 40:6 O God my Lord, great are thy wonderous workes which thou hast done: & none can count in order thy benefites towarde vs, yf I woulde declare them and speake of them, they shoulde be mo then I am able to expresse.
Psa 40:7 Thou wouldest haue no sacrifice or offeryng, but thou hast opened myne eares: thou hast not required burnt offerynges and sacrifice for sinne.
Psa 40:8 Then sayde I, lo I am come: in the booke of thy lawe it is written of me that I shoulde fulfyll thy wyll O my God, I am content to do it, yea thy lawe is within the middest of my brest.
Psa 40:9 I haue declared thy righteousnes in a great congregatio: lo I wil not refraine my lippes O God thou knowest [it.]
Psa 40:10 I haue not hyd thy ryghteousnesse within my heart: my talkyng hath ben of thy trueth and of thy saluation. I haue not concealed thy louyng mercie and trueth: from the great congregation.
Psa 40:11 Withdrawe not thou thy mercie from me O God: let thy louyng kyndnesse and thy trueth alway preserue me.
Psa 40:12 For innumerable troubles are come about me, my sinnes haue taken such holde vpon me that I am not able to loke vp: yea they are mo in number then the heeres of my head, & my heart hath fayled me.
Psa 40:13 O God let it be thy pleasure to deliuer me: make haste O God to helpe me.
Psa 40:14 Let them be ashamed and confounded together that seke after my soule to destroy it: let them be dryuen backwarde & be put to rebuke that wyshe me euyll.
Psa 40:15 Let them be desolate in recompence of their shame: that say vnto me, fye vpon thee, fye vpon thee.
Psa 40:16 Let all those that seeke thee be glad and ioyfull in thee: and let such as loue thy saluation, say alway God be magnified.
Psa 40:17 As for me I am afflicted and needye, but God careth for me: thou art my ayde and delyuerer, O my God make no long tarying.
Psa 41:1 <To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid.> Blessed is he that considereth ye poore: God wyll delyuer hym in the tyme of trouble.
Psa 41:2 God wyll preserue hym & kepe him aliue: he shalbe blessed vpon the earth, and [thou O God] wylt not deliuer him into the wyll of his enemies.
Psa 41:3 God wyll comfort hym when he lyeth sicke vpon his bed: thou [O God] wylt turne vpside downe all his bed in his sicknesse.
Psa 41:4 I sayde, O God be mercifull vnto me: heale my soule, for I haue sinned agaynst thee.
Psa 41:5 Myne enemies speake euyl of me: when shall he dye, and his name perishe?
Psa 41:6 But yf [any of them] came to visite me, he spake vanitie: his heart conceaued vngodlynesse within hym selfe, & when he came foorth a doores he vttered it.
Psa 41:7 All they that hated me whispered together: they imagined euyl agaynst me.
Psa 41:8 [They sayde] some great mischiefe is lyghted vpon hym: and he that lyeth sicke on his bed, shall ryse vp no more.
Psa 41:9 Yea besides this, euen myne owne friende whom I trusted: which dyd also eate of my bread, hath kicked very much agaynst me.
Psa 41:10 But be thou mercifull vnto me O God: rayse me vp agayne, and I shall rewarde them.
Psa 41:11 By this I knowe thou fauouredst me: in that myne enemie doth not triumph agaynst me.
Psa 41:12 And when I am in my best case, thou vpholdest me: and thou wylt set me before thy face for euer.
Psa 41:13 Blessed be God the Lorde of Israel: worlde without ende, Amen, Amen.
Psa 42:1 <To the chiefe musition a wise instruction of the sonnes of Corach.> Lyke as the Hart brayeth for water brookes: so panteth my soule after thee O God.
Psa 42:2 My soule is a thirst for the Lorde, yea euen for the lyuyng Lorde: when shall I come to appeare before the face of the Lorde?
Psa 42:3 My teares haue ben my meate day and nyght: whyle they dayly say vnto me where is [nowe] thy God.
Psa 42:4 And I powred out of me my very heart, remembryng this howe that before tyme I haue passed with a great number, bringyng the vnto the house of the Lord: with a voyce of ioy & prayse, [& with] a company that kept holy day.
Psa 42:5 Why art thou so discouraged O my soule, & why art thou so vnquiet within me? attende thou vpon the Lorde, for I will yet acknowledge him only to be a present saluation.
Psa 42:6 My Lorde, my soule is discouraged within me: because I remember thee from the lande of Iordane, and from the litle hyll Hermonim.
Psa 42:7 One deepe calleth another at the noyse of thy water pypes: all thy waues and stormes are gone ouer me.
Psa 42:8 God wyll graunt his louing kindnesse on the day tyme: and in the nyght season I wyll syng of hym, and make my prayer vnto the Lorde of my lyfe.
Psa 42:9 I wyll say vnto the Lorde of my strength: why hast thou forgotten me, why go I thus heauyly through the oppression of myne enemie?
Psa 42:10 It was as a sworde in my bones, when myne enemies dyd cast me in the teeth: in saying dayly vnto me, where is nowe thy Lorde?
Psa 42:11 Why art thou so discouraged O my soule, & why art thou so vnquiet within me? attende thou vpon the Lorde, for I wil yet acknowledge him to be only my present saluation, and my Lorde.
Psa 43:1 Iudge me O Lorde, and debate my cause with an vnnaturall people: oh delyuer me from the deceiptfull and wicked man.
Psa 43:2 For thou art the Lord of my strength: why hast thou reiect me, and why go I thus heauyly through the oppression of myne enemie.
Psa 43:3 Sende foorth thy light and thy trueth: that they may leade me and direct me vnto thy holy hyll, & to thy tabernacles.
Psa 43:4 And I wyll go vnto the aulter of the Lorde, euen vnto the Lorde of my ioy & gladnesse: and vpon the harpe I will acknowledge thee O Lorde my Lord.
Psa 43:5 Why art thou so discouraged O my soule, & why art thou so vnquiet within me? attende thou vpon the Lorde, for I wyll yet acknowledge hym [to be] only my present saluation, & my Lorde.
Psa 44:1 <To the chiefe musition, a wise instruction of the sonnes of Corach.> We haue hearde with our eares O Lorde: our fathers haue tolde vs what workes thou hast done in their daies in the olde tyme.
Psa 44:2 Howe thou hast driuen out the heathen with thy hande and planted them in: howe thou hast destroyed the nations & placed them.
Psa 44:3 For they gat not the lande in possession through their owne sworde: neither was it their owne arme that saued them. But thy ryght hande, and thine arme, & the lyght of thy countenaunce: because thou hadst a fauour vnto them.
Psa 44:4 Thou art my kyng O Lorde: commaunde that Iacob be saued.
Psa 44:5 Through thee we wyll ouerthrowe our enemies: and in thy name we wyll treade them vnder that ryse vp agaynst vs.
Psa 44:6 For I wyll not trust in my bowe: and it is not my sworde that can saue me.
Psa 44:7 But it is thou that sauest vs from our enemies: and thou puttest them to confusion that hate vs.
Psa 44:8 We make our boast of God all the day long: and we wyll confesse thy name for euer. Selah.
Psa 44:9 But nowe thou art farre of, and thou puttest vs to confusion: neither goest thou foorth with our armies.
Psa 44:10 Thou makest vs to turne away backwarde from the enemie: so that they which hate vs, do make vs a spoyle vnto them.
Psa 44:11 Thou hast delyuered vs as sheepe to be eaten: and thou hast scattered vs among the heathen.
Psa 44:12 Thou hast solde thy people for naught: and thou hast taken no money for them.
Psa 44:13 Thou hast made vs a rebuke to our neighbours: to be laughed to scorne and had in derision of them that are rounde about vs.
Psa 44:14 Thou hast made vs [to be] a fable among the heathen: [and to be such] that the people shake their head at vs.
Psa 44:15 My confusion is dayly before me, and the shame of my face couereth me:
Psa 44:16 for [to heare] the voyce of the slaunderer & blasphemer, and for to see the enemie and the auenger.
Psa 44:17 [And though] all this be come vpon vs: [yet] we do not forget thee, nor shewe our selues to be false in thy couenaunt.
Psa 44:18 Our heart is not turned backe, neither our steppes be declined out of thy pathes:
Psa 44:19 no not when thou hast smitten vs in the place of dragons, and couered vs with the shadowe of death.
Psa 44:20 If we had forgotten the name of our Lorde, and holden vp our handes to any straunge god:
Psa 44:21 woulde not God searche it out? for he knoweth the very secretes of the heart.
Psa 44:22 For thy sake also are we kylled all the day long: and are counted as sheepe appoynted to be slayne.
Psa 44:23 Stirre vp O Lorde, why slepest thou? awake & be not absent from vs for euer:
Psa 44:24 wherfore hydest thou thy face, and forgettest our miserie and tribulation?
Psa 44:25 For our soule is brought lowe vnto the dust: our belly cleaueth vnto the grounde.
Psa 44:26 Aryse vp thou our ayde, and redeeme vs: for thy louyng kindnesse sake.
Psa 45:1 <To the chiefe musition (on the instrument) Sosannim (to be song of the) children of Corach. A song of loue, geuyng wise instructions.> My heart is endityng of a good matter: I wyll dedicate my workes vnto the king, my tongue is as the penne of a redy writer.
Psa 45:2 Thou art fayrer then the children of men, full of grace are thy lippes: because the Lorde hath blessed thee for euer.
Psa 45:3 Girde thee with thy sworde vpon thy thygh O thou most mightie: [that is] with thy glorie and thy maiestie.
Psa 45:4 Prosper thou with thy maiestie, ryde on the worde of trueth and of affliction for ryghteousnesse sake: and thy ryght hande shall teache thee terrible thynges.
Psa 45:5 Thyne arrowes are sharpe: a people the kynges enemies shall submit in heart them selues vnto thee.
Psa 45:6 Thy throne O Lorde endureth for euer and euer: the scepter of ryghteousnesse is the scepter of thy kyngdome.
Psa 45:7 Thou hast loued iustice and hated vngodlynesse: wherfore the Lorde euen thy Lorde hath annoynted thee with the oyle of gladnesse more then thy felowes.
Psa 45:8 All thy garmentes smell of Myrre, Aloes, and Cassia, out of the iuorie palaces: wherby they haue made thee glad.
Psa 45:9 Kynges daughters are amongst thy honourable women: vpon thy ryght hande standeth the queene in a vesture of golde of Ophir.
Psa 45:10 Hearken O daughter and consider, encline thine eare: forget also thine owne people and thy fathers house.
Psa 45:11 So shall the kyng haue pleasure in thy beautie: for he is thy Lorde, and worship thou hym.
Psa 45:12 And the daughter of Tyre shall come with a present: the riche among the people shall make their earnest prayer before thee.
Psa 45:13 The kynges daughter is all glorious within: her clothyng is of wrought golde.
Psa 45:14 She shalbe brought vnto the kyng in rayment of needle worke: the virgins that folowe her and her company shalbe brought vnto thee.
Psa 45:15 With ioy and gladnesse shall they be brought: [and] shal enter into the kinges palace.
Psa 45:16 In steade of thy fathers, thou shalt haue children: whom thou mayst make princes in all landes.
Psa 45:17 I wyll remember thy name from one generation vnto another: therfore shall the people prayse thee worlde without ende.
Psa 46:1 <To the chiefe musition, a song (to be song) of the children of Corach vpon Alamoth.> The Lorde is our refuge & strength: a helpe very easyly founde in troubles.
Psa 46:2 Therfore we wyll not feare though the earth be transposed: and though the hilles rushe into the middest of the sea.
Psa 46:3 Though the waters thereof rage and swell: and though the mountaynes shake at the surges of the same. Selah.
Psa 46:4 [Yet] the fludde by his ryuers shall make glad the citie of God: the holy place of the tabernacles of the most hyghest.
Psa 46:5 God is in the myddest of her, therfore she can not be remoued: the Lorde wyll helpe her, and that ryght early.
Psa 46:6 The heathen make much a do, and the kyngdomes are moued: but [God] shewed his voyce, and the earth melted away.
Psa 46:7 The God of hoastes is with vs: the Lorde of Iacob is our refuge. Selah.
Psa 46:8 O come hither and beholde the workes of God: what distructions he hath brought vpon the earth.
Psa 46:9 He maketh warres to ceasse in all the worlde: he breaketh the bowe, & knappeth the speare in sunder, and burneth the charettes in the fire.
Psa 46:10 Be styll then, and knowe that I am the Lorde: I wyll be exalted among the heathen, I wyll be exalted in the earth.
Psa 46:11 The God of hoastes is with vs: the Lorde of Iacob is our refuge. Selah.
Psa 47:1 <To the chiefe musition, a psalme (to be song) of the children of Corach.> Clap your handes all ye people: make a noise vnto the Lorde with a ioyfull voyce.
Psa 47:2 For God is hygh and terrible: he is the great king vpon all the earth.
Psa 47:3 He wyll subdue the people vnder vs: and the nations vnder our feete.
Psa 47:4 He hath chosen for vs our inheritaunce: the glorie of Iacob who he loued. Selah.
Psa 47:5 The Lorde ascendeth in a triumph: [and] God with the sounde of a trumpet.
Psa 47:6 Syng psalmes to the Lorde, syng psalmes: syng psalmes to our kyng, sing psalmes.
Psa 47:7 For the Lorde is kyng of all the earth: syng psalmes [all you that haue] skyll.
Psa 47:8 God raigneth ouer the heathen: God sitteth vpon his holy throne.
Psa 47:9 The princes of the people are assembled together [for to be] the people of the God of Abraham: for the shieldes of the earth be Gods, who is hyghly exalted.
Psa 48:1 <A song, the psalme of the children of Corach.> Great is God, and hyghly to be praysed: in the citie of our Lorde, his holy hyll.
Psa 48:2 The hyll of Sion is fayre in situation, and the ioy of the whole earth: vpon the north syde lyeth the citie of the great king.
Psa 48:3 God is well knowen in her palaces: as a most sure refuge.
Psa 48:4 For lo kinges did assemble, and passe by together:
Psa 48:5 they them selues sawe it, lykewyse they marueyled, they were astonyed with feare, and sodenly in haste they were gone away.
Psa 48:6 A feare came there vpon them and sorowe: as vpon a woman in her childe trauayle.
Psa 48:7 Thou didst breake the shippes of the sea: through the east wynde.
Psa 48:8 Lyke as we haue hearde, so haue we seene in the citie of God of hoastes: in the citie of our Lorde, God vpholdeth the same for euer. Selah.
Psa 48:9 O Lorde we haue wayted: for thy louyng kindnesse in the myddest of thy temple.
Psa 48:10 O Lorde, accordyng to thy name, so is thy prayse vnto the worldes ende: thy ryght hande is full of iustice.
Psa 48:11 Mount Sion shall reioyce, and the daughters of Iuda shalbe glad: because of thy iudgementes.
Psa 48:12 Compasse about Sion, and go rounde about her: and tell the towres therof.
Psa 48:13 Marke well her bulwarkes, beholde her hygh palaces: that ye may tell it to your posteritie.
Psa 48:14 For this God is our God for euer and euer: he wyll be our guide vnto death.
Psa 49:1 <To the chiefe musition, a psalme of the children of Corach.> Heare this all ye people: geue eare all ye that dwell in the worlde.
Psa 49:2 As well lowe as high: riche and poore, one with another.
Psa 49:3 My mouth shall vtter wisdome: the cogitations of myne heart [wyll bryng foorth] knowledge.
Psa 49:4 I wyll encline myne eare to a parable: I wyll open my darke sentence vpon a harpe.
Psa 49:5 Wherfore shoulde I feare in euyll dayes? the wickednesse of my heeles [then] would compasse me round about.
Psa 49:6 There be some that put their trust in their goodes: and boast them selues in the multitude of their riches.
Psa 49:7 But no man at all can redeeme his brother: nor geue a raunsome vnto God for hym.
Psa 49:8 For the redemption of their soule is very costly, and must be let alone for euer:
Psa 49:9 yea though he lyue long and see not the graue.
Psa 49:10 For he seeth that wyse men dye: and that the foole and ignoraunt perishe together, and leaue their riches for other.
Psa 49:11 And yet they thynke that their houses shall continue for euer, and that their dwellyng places shall endure from one generation to another: [therfore] they call landes after their owne names.
Psa 49:12 Neuerthelesse, man can not abyde in [such] honour: he is but lyke vnto bruite beastes that perishe.
Psa 49:13 This their way is their foolishnesse: yet their posteritie prayse their saying. Selah.
Psa 49:14 They shalbe put into a graue [dead] as a sheepe, death shall feede on them: but the ryghteous shall haue dominion of them in the mornyng, their beautie shall consume away, hell [shall receaue them] from their house.
Psa 49:15 But God wyll delyuer my soule from the place of hell: for he wyll receaue me. Selah.
Psa 49:16 Be not thou afrayde though one be made riche: or yf the glorie of his house be encreased.
Psa 49:17 For he shall cary nothyng away with hym when he dyeth: neither shall his pompe folowe after hym.
Psa 49:18 For whyle he lyued he counted him selfe an happy man: and so long as thou doest well vnto thy selfe, men wyll speake good of thee.
Psa 49:19 But he shal folowe the generations of his fathers: and shall neuer see lyght.
Psa 49:20 A man is in an honourable state, but he wyll not vnderstande it: he is lyke [herein] vnto bruite beastes that perishe.
Psa 50:1 <A psalme of Asaph.> The most mightie Lorde God hath spoken: and called the earth from the rysyng vp of the sunne, vnto the goyng downe therof.
Psa 50:2 Out of Sion: hath the Lorde appeared in perfect beautie.
Psa 50:3 Our Lorde commeth, and he wyll not kepe scilence: there goeth before hym a consumyng fire, and a mightie tempest is sturred rounde about hym.
Psa 50:4 He calleth from aboue the heauen and the earth: that he may iudge his people.
Psa 50:5 Gather my saintes together vnto me: those that haue made a couenaunt with me with sacrifice.
Psa 50:6 And the heauens shall declare his ryghteousnesse: for God is iudge hym selfe. Selah.
Psa 50:7 Heare O my people, and I wil speake: I my selfe wyll testifie vnto thee O Israel, I am the Lorde, euen thy Lorde.
Psa 50:8 I wyll not reproue thee because of thy sacrifices, or for thy burnt offerynges: [for that they be not] alway before me.
Psa 50:9 I wyll take no bullocke out of thy house: nor goates out of thy foldes.
Psa 50:10 For all the beastes of the forest are myne: and so are the cattel vpon a thousande hylles.
Psa 50:11 I knowe all the foules vpon the mountaynes: and the wylde beastes of the fielde are at my commaundement.
Psa 50:12 If I be hungry, I wyll not tell thee: for the whole worlde is myne, and all that is therin.
Psa 50:13 Thinkest thou that I will eate bulles fleshe: and drynke the blood of goates?
Psa 50:14 Offer vnto God prayse: and pay thy vowes vnto the most hyghest.
Psa 50:15 And call vpon me in the tyme of trouble: I wyll heare thee, and thou shalt glorifie me.
Psa 50:16 But the Lorde sayd vnto the vngodly: why doest thou preache my lawes, and takest my couenaunt in thy mouth?
Psa 50:17 Seyng that thou hatest discipline: and hast cast my wordes behynde thee.
Psa 50:18 When thou sawest a thiefe, thou dydst consent vnto hym: and thou hast ben partaker with the adulterers.
Psa 50:19 Thou hast let thy mouth speake wickednesse: and with thy tongue thou hast set foorth deceipt.
Psa 50:20 Thou sattest and spakedst agaynst thy brother: yea and hast slaundered thine owne mothers sonne.
Psa 50:21 These thynges hast thou done and I helde my tongue, thou thoughtest that I am euen such a one as thou thy selfe art: but I wyll reproue thee, and I wyll set foorth in order before thine eyes [all that thou hast done.]
Psa 50:22 Consider this I pray you, ye that forget the Lorde: lest I plucke you away, and there be none to delyuer you.
Psa 50:23 Who so offereth vnto me thankes and prayse, he honoureth me: and to hym that ordereth his conuersation ryght, I wyll shewe the saluation of God.
Psa 51:1 <To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid when the prophete Nathan came vnto hym after he was gone in to Bethsabe.> Haue mercie on me O Lorde accordyng to thy louyng kindnesse: accordyng vnto the multitudes of thy mercies wype out my wickednesse.
Psa 51:2 Washe me throughly from myne iniquitie: and clense me from my sinne.
Psa 51:3 For I do acknowledge my wickednesse: and my sinne is euer before me.
Psa 51:4 Agaynst thee, only agaynst thee I haue sinned and done this euyll in thy sight: that thou mightest be iustified in thy saying, and founde pure when thou art iudged.
Psa 51:5 Beholde, I was ingendred in iniquitie: and in sinne my mother conceaued me.
Psa 51:6 Neuerthelesse, lo thou requirest trueth in the inwarde partes [of me]: & [therfore] thou wylt make me learne wisdome in the secrete [part of myne heart.]
Psa 51:7 Purge thou me with hyssop and I shalbe cleane: washe thou me, and I shalbe whyter then snowe.
Psa 51:8 Make thou me to heare [some] ioy and gladnesse: let the bones reioyce which thou hast broken.
Psa 51:9 Turne thy face from my sinnes: and wype out all my misdeedes.
Psa 51:10 Make thou vnto me a cleane heart O Lorde: and renue thou a ryght spirite within me.
Psa 51:11 Cast me not away from thy presence: and take not thy holy spirite from me.
Psa 51:12 Geue me agayne the comfort of thy saluation: and confirme me with a free wyllyng spirite.
Psa 51:13 Then wyll I teache thy wayes vnto the wicked: and sinners shalbe conuerted vnto thee.
Psa 51:14 Deliuer me from blood O Lorde, the Lorde of my saluation: and my tongue shall sing with a ioyfull noyse of thy iustice.
Psa 51:15 O Lorde open thou my lippes: and my mouth shall set foorth thy prayse.
Psa 51:16 For thou desirest no sacrifice, els I would geue it thee: thou delightest not in a burnt offering.
Psa 51:17 Sacrifices for God is a mortified spirite: O Lorde thou wylt not despise a mortified and an humble heart.
Psa 51:18 Be thou beneficiall vnto Sion, according to thy gracious good wyll: buylde thou the walles of Hierusalem.
Psa 51:19 Then shalt thou be pleased with the sacrifices of righteousnes, with burnt offeringes and oblations: then wyll they offer young bullockes vpon thyne aulter.
Psa 52:1 <To the chiefe musition, a wyse instruction of Dauid, when Doeg the Edomite came to Saul and tolde him, saying: Dauid is come to the house of Achimelek.> Why boastest thy self thou tiraunt of mischiefe? the goodnes of God dayly endureth.
Psa 52:2 Thy tongue imagineth wickednes: [and] deceaueth like a sharpe raser.
Psa 52:3 Thou hast loued vngratiousnes more then goodnes: and to talke of falshood more then of righteousnes. Selah.
Psa 52:4 Thou hast loued to speake all wordes that may do hurt: O thou deceiptfull tongue.
Psa 52:5 Therfore the Lord wyll destroy thee for euer: he wyll take thee and plucke thee out of thy dwelling, and roote thee out of the lande of the liuing. Selah.
Psa 52:6 The righteous also shall see this: and they wyll be afraide and laugh hym to scorne.
Psa 52:7 [Saying] lo this is the man that put not the Lorde [to be] his strength: but trusted vnto the multitude of his riches, and strengthed him selfe in his wickednesse.
Psa 52:8 As for me I am lyke a greene oliue tree in the house of the Lorde: my trust is in the tender mercy of the Lorde for euer and euer.
Psa 52:9 I will alway confesse it vnto thee, for that thou hast done it: and I wyll hope in thy name, for it is good in the sight of thy saintes.
Psa 53:1 <To the chiefe musition vpon Mahalah, a wise instruction of Dauid.> The foole hath sayde in his heart there is no God: they haue corrupted them selues, & haue made their wickednes abhominable, he is not that doeth good.
Psa 53:2 The Lorde looked downe from heauen vpon the chyldren of men: to see if there were any that did vnderstand and seeke after the Lorde.
Psa 53:3 But they dyd all go out of the way, they dyd altogether become abhomible: there was also none that would do good, no not one.
Psa 53:4 Wyll not the workers of iniquitie vnderstande, eating vp my people [as if] they eated bread: that they do not call vpon God?
Psa 53:5 They shalbe greatly there afraide [where] no cause of feare is: for the Lord wyll breake the bones of hym that besiegeth thee, thou wylt put [them] to shame, because the Lorde hath despised them.
Psa 53:6 Who is he that wyll geue saluation vnto Israel out of Sion? when the Lord wyll reduce his people out of captiuitie, Iacob wyll reioyce, and Israel wyll be glad.
Psa 54:1 <To the chiefe musition vpon Neginoth, a wyse instruction of Dauid, when the Ziphims came and sayd vnto Saul, hath not Dauid hyd him selfe amongst vs?> Saue me O Lorde for thy name sake: iudge me accordyng to thy mightie power.
Psa 54:2 Heare my prayer O Lord: and hearken vnto the wordes of my mouth.
Psa 54:3 For straungers are rysen vp against me: and tirauntes whiche haue not the Lorde before their eyes, seeke after my soule. Selah.
Psa 54:4 Behold, God is an ayde vnto me: the Lorde is with them that vpholde my soule.
Psa 54:5 He wyll rewarde euyll vnto mine enemies: destroy thou them according to thy trueth.
Psa 54:6 I wyll sacrifice vnto thee with a true wyllyng heart: I wyll confesse thy name O God, because it is good.
Psa 54:7 For he hath deliuered me out of all my trouble: and mine eye hath seene [auengaunce] vpon mine enemies.
Psa 55:1 <To the chiefe musition vpon Neginoth, a wise instruction of Dauid.> O Lorde geue eare vnto my prayer: and hide not thy selfe from my petition.
Psa 55:2 Take heede vnto me, and heare me: I can not choose but mourne in my prayer, and make a noyse.
Psa 55:3 [Deliuer me] from the voyce of the enemie, and from the present affliction of the wicked: for they are minded to do me mischiefe, and are set malitiously against me.
Psa 55:4 My heart trembleth within me: and the feare of death is fallen vpon me.
Psa 55:5 Fearefulnes and trembling are come vpon me: and an horrible dread hath ouerwhelmed me.
Psa 55:6 And I sayde, O that I had wynges like a doue: for then woulde I flee away, and be at rest.
Psa 55:7 Lo, then woulde I fleeing get me away farre of: and remayne in the wyldernesse. Selah.
Psa 55:8 Then woulde I make hast to escape: from the stormie wynde, [and] from the tempest.
Psa 55:9 Destroy their tongues O Lorde, and deuide [them]: for I haue seene oppression and strife in the citie.
Psa 55:10 They do compasse it day and night within the walles: mischiefe also and labour, are in the midst of it.
Psa 55:11 Malice is in the midst of it: disceipt and guyle go not out of her streates.
Psa 55:12 Truely he was not mine enemie that hath done me this dishonour, for then I coulde haue borne it: neither was he one that seemed to hate me that dyd magnifie hym selfe against me, for then I woulde haue hyd my selfe from him.
Psa 55:13 But it was euen thou whom I esteemed as my selfe: my guyde, and myne owne familier companion.
Psa 55:14 We delighted greatly to conferre our secretes together: we walked deuoutly in the house of God felowe lyke.
Psa 55:15 Let death sodainly come vpon them, let them go downe quicke into hell: for wickednes is in their dwellinges and among them.
Psa 55:16 As for me I wyll crye vnto the Lord: and God wyll saue me.
Psa 55:17 In the euening and morning, and at noone day wyll I pray, and that most instantly: and he wyll heare my voyce.
Psa 55:18 He hath redeemed my soule through peace from the battayle that was against me: for there were many with me.
Psa 55:19 The Lorde who sitteth [a ruler] from the beginning, wyll heare [me] and afflict them, Selah: forsomuche as there is no chaunge in them, and for that they do not feare God.
Psa 55:20 He layde his handes vpon such as be at peace with him: and he brake his couenaunt.
Psa 55:21 The [wordes] of his mouth were softer then butter, yet warre was in his heart: his wordes were smother then oyle, and yet be they very swordes.
Psa 55:22 O cast thy burthen vpon God, and he wyll vpholde thee: he wyll not suffer at any time the righteous to moue.
Psa 55:23 [And as for] them: thou O Lorde wylt hurle headlong into the pit of destruction. The bloodthirstie and deceiptfull men shal not liue out halfe their dayes: neuerthelesse I wyll put my full trust in thee.
Psa 56:1 <To the chiefe musition as concerning the dumbe doue in a farre countrey, the golden psalme of Dauid, when the Philistines toke him in Geth.> Be mercifull vnto me O Lorde: for man goeth about to deuour me, he dayly fyghtyng, oppresseth me.
Psa 56:2 Myne enemies are dayly in hande to swalowe me vp: for they be many that fight against me, O thou most highest.
Psa 56:3 [Neuerthelesse] at all times as I am afraide: I put my whole trust in thee.
Psa 56:4 In the Lord I wyll prayse his word: in the Lorde I haue put my trust, and I wyll not feare what flesh can do vnto me.
Psa 56:5 My wordes dayly put me to sorow: all that they do imagine, is to do me euill.
Psa 56:6 They flocke together, they kepe them selues close: they marke my steppes, that they may lye in wayte for my soule.
Psa 56:7 Shall they escape for their wickednes? O Lorde in thy displeasure cast downe headlong this people.
Psa 56:8 Thou hast numbred my flittinges, thou hast put my teares in thy bottell: [are] not these thinges [noted] in thy booke?
Psa 56:9 Whensoeuer I call vpon thee, then shall myne enemies be put to flight: this I know, for the Lorde is on my side.
Psa 56:10 In the Lord I wyll prayse the word: In God I wyll prayse the worde.
Psa 56:11 In the Lorde I put my trust: I wyll not be afraide what man can do vnto me.
Psa 56:12 O Lorde, thy vowes be vpon me: vnto thee wyll I geue thankes & praise.
Psa 56:13 For thou hast deliuered my soule from death, and my feete from falling: that I may walke before the Lorde in the light of the liuing.
Psa 57:1 <To the chiefe musition (to be song lyke vnto the song beginning) destroy not, a golden psalme of Dauid, when he fled from Saul into the caue.> Be mercifull vnto me O Lorde, be mercifull vnto me: for my soule trusteth in thee, and vnder the shadowe of thy wynges wyll I trust, vntyll this tiranny be ouerpast.
Psa 57:2 I wyll call vnto the most high Lorde: euen vnto the Lord that wil perfourme the cause which I haue in hande.
Psa 57:3 He wyll sende from heauen, and saue me from the reproofe of him that woulde deuour me vp, Selah: the Lorde wyll sende foorth his mercie and trueth.
Psa 57:4 My soule is among Lions, and I lye among those that are set on fire: among the children of men whose teeth are speares and arrowes, and their tongue a sharpe sword.
Psa 57:5 Exalt thy selfe O God aboue the heauen: thy glory is aboue all the earth.
Psa 57:6 They haue prepared a net for my feete, that some man might presse downe my soule: they haue digged a pit before me, and are fallen into the midst of it them selues. Selah.
Psa 57:7 My heart is redy O Lorde, my heart is redy: I wyll sing, and prayse thee in singing of psalmes.
Psa 57:8 Bestirre thee O my glory, bestirre thee O Lute and Harpe: I my selfe wil bestirre me right early in the morning.
Psa 57:9 I wyll prayse thee O Lorde among the people: and I wyll sing psalmes vnto thee among the nations.
Psa 57:10 For the greatnes of thy mercie reacheth vnto the heauens: and thy trueth vnto the cloudes.
Psa 57:11 Exalt thy selfe O Lord aboue the heauens: let thy glory be aboue al the earth.
Psa 58:1 <To the chiefe musition, destroy not, a golden psalme of Dauid.> O ye that consult together, pronounce ye truely the thing that is iust? O ye sonnes of men iudge you according to equitie?
Psa 58:2 Nay, rather ye imagine mischiefe in your heart: your handes waygh as in a ballaunce wickednes vpon the earth.
Psa 58:3 The vngodly are straungers euen from their mothers wombe: assoone as they be borne, they go astray and speake a lye.
Psa 58:4 They haue poyson [within them] lyke to the poyson of a serpent: they be lyke the deafe adder that stoppeth her eares,
Psa 58:5 and wyll not heare the voyce of charmers, though he be neuer so skilfull in charming.
Psa 58:6 Breake their teeth O Lorde in their mouthes: smite a sunder the chawe bones of Lions O God.
Psa 58:7 Let them be dissolued as into water, let them come to naught of them selues: and when they shoote their arrowes, let them be as broken.
Psa 58:8 Let them creepe away lyke a snayle that foorthwith consumeth to naught: or lyke the vntimely fruite of a woman, let them not see the sunne.
Psa 58:9 As a greene thorne [kindled with fyre, goeth out] before your pottes be made whot: euen so let a furious rage bring him to naught.
Psa 58:10 The righteous wyll reioyce when he seeth the vengeaunce: he wyll washe his foote steppes in the blood of the vngodly.
Psa 58:11 And euery man shall say, veryly there is a rewarde for the righteous: doubtlesse there is a God that iudgeth in the earth.
Psa 59:1 <To the chiefe musition, destroy not, a golden psalme of Dauid, when Saul sent, and they did watch the house to kill him.> Deliuer me from myne enemies O Lorde: defende me fro them that rise vp against me.
Psa 59:2 Deliuer me from the workers of iniquitie: and saue me from the blood thirstie men.
Psa 59:3 For lo, they lye in wayte for my soule: men of power are gathered together against me who haue committed no wickednes nor fault O God.
Psa 59:4 When no fault is done, they runne and set them selues in order: arise to meete me and beholde.
Psa 59:5 And thou O God Lorde of hoastes, Lorde of Israel: awake to visite all Heathen, and be not mercifull vnto all them that offend of malice. Selah.
Psa 59:6 They go to and from at euening: they barke lyke a dogge, and runne about through the citie.
Psa 59:7 Behold they speake with their mouth, swordes are in their lippes: for [say they] who doth heare [vs?]
Psa 59:8 But thou O God wylt haue them in derision: thou wylt laugh all Heathen to scorne.
Psa 59:9 I wyl reserue his strength for thee: for thou O Lorde art my refuge.
Psa 59:10 My mercifull Lord wyll preuent me: the Lord will let me see [my desire] vpon mine enemies.
Psa 59:11 Slay them not, lest my people forget it: but in thy stoutnes scatter them like vagaboundes, and put them downe O God our defence.
Psa 59:12 The wordes of their lippes [be] the sinne of their mouth: O let them be taken in their pryde, for they speake nothing but curses and lies.
Psa 59:13 Consume them in thy wrath, consume them that nothing of them remayne: and let them knowe that it is the Lord that ruleth in Iacob, & vnto the endes of the worlde. Selah.
Psa 59:14 And let them gad vp and downe at euening: let them barke lyke a dogge, and go about the citie.
Psa 59:15 Let them runne here and there for meate: and go to bed if they be not satisfied.
Psa 59:16 As for me I wyll sing of thy power, and wyll prayse thy louing kindnes betimes in the morning: for thou hast ben my defence and refuge in the day of my trouble.
Psa 59:17 Unto thee O my strength will I sing psalmes: for thou O Lorde art my refuge, and my mercyfull Lorde.
Psa 60:1 <To the chiefe musition vpon Susan Eduth, a golden psalme of Dauid, for to teache: (made) when he fought against Mesopotamia and Syria of Stobah, and when Ioab turned backe and slue twelue thousande Edomites in the salt valley.> O Lorde thou hast cast vs out, thou hast dispearsed vs, thou art displeased: O turne thee vnto vs agayne.
Psa 60:2 Thou hast made the land to tremble, thou hast cleft it asunder: heale the breaches therof, for it is redy to fall downe.
Psa 60:3 Thou hast made thy people see heauie thinges: thou hast geuen vs wyne to drinke, that maketh vs tremble.
Psa 60:4 But to suche as feare thee: thou hast geuen a banner to be lyfted vp on high for the trueth sake. Selah.
Psa 60:5 [Therfore] that thy beloued may be deliuered: helpe me with thy right hand, and heare me.
Psa 60:6 The Lorde hath spoken in his holynes (whereof I wyll reioyce) this: I wyll deuide Sichem, and measure the valley of Sucoth.
Psa 60:7 Gilead shalbe myne, and Manasses shalbe myne: Ephraim also shalbe the strength of my head, and Iuda my law geuer.
Psa 60:8 Moab shalbe my washpot: ouer Edom I wyll cast my shoe, Philistea be thou glad of me.
Psa 60:9 Who wyll leade me into the stong citie? who wyll bring me into Edom?
Psa 60:10 Hast not thou remoued vs from thence O Lorde? and wylt not thou O Lorde go out with our hoastes?
Psa 60:11 Geue vs ayde against trouble: for the sauing helpe of man is but vayne.
Psa 60:12 Thorowe the Lorde we wyll do valiaunt actes: for he him selfe wyll treade downe our enemies.
Psa 61:1 <To the chiefe musition vpon Neginoth of Dauid.> Heare my crying O Lorde: geue eare vnto my prayer.
Psa 61:2 From the endes of the earth I wyll call vnto thee when my heart is in heauines: oh set me vp on the rocke that is higher then I.
Psa 61:3 For thou hast ben my hope: [and] a strong towre [for me] against the face of the enemie.
Psa 61:4 I wyll dwell in thy tabernacle for euer: my trust shalbe vnder the couering of thy wynges. Selah.
Psa 61:5 For thou O Lorde hast hearde my vowes: and hast geuen an heritage vnto those that feare thy name.
Psa 61:6 Thou wilt adde dayes vnto the kings dayes: and his yeres shalbe a generation and a generation.
Psa 61:7 He shall dwell before the Lorde for euer: O appoynt thy louing mercy and faithfulnes, that thei may preserue him.
Psa 61:8 So wyll I sing psalmes vnto thy name: that I may day by day perfourme my vowes.
Psa 62:1 <To the chiefe musition vpon Iudethun, a psalme of Dauid.> My soule truly only stayeth vpon the Lorde: for of him commeth my saluation.
Psa 62:2 He onlye is my rocke and my sauing helpe: he is my refuge, so that I can not be remoued greatly.
Psa 62:3 Howe long wyll ye imagine mischiefe against euery man? ye shalbe slayne all the sort of you: [ye shalbe] as a tottering wall, [and like] a broken hedge.
Psa 62:4 They deuise only howe to thrust [him] from his promotion: they delight in a lye, they blesse with their mouth, and curse with their heart. Selah.
Psa 62:5 [Neuerthelesse] O my soule, stay thou only vpon the Lorde: for my confidence is in him.
Psa 62:6 He only is my rocke and my sauing helpe: he is my refuge, so that I can not be remoued.
Psa 62:7 In the Lorde is my health and my glory: my trust is in the Lorde the fortresse of my force.
Psa 62:8 O ye people, put your trust in hym alway: powre out your heartes before him, for the Lorde is our hope. Selah.
Psa 62:9 As for the chyldren of men, they be onlye but vanitie, the chyldren of lordes be but a lye: vpon the wayghtes they [be] altogether [lighter] then vanitie in selfe.
Psa 62:10 O trust not in wrong [dealing] and spoyling: geue not your selues vnto vanitie, if riches encrease, set not your heart [vpon them.]
Psa 62:11 The Lord spake it once, [but] I haue hearde it twise, that power and mercy belongeth to thee O Lorde God:
Psa 62:12 for thou rewardest euery man according to his worke.
Psa 63:1 <A psalme of Dauid when he was in the wyldernesse of Iuda.> O Lorde thou art my Lorde: early in the morning I do seeke thee. My soule thirsteth for thee: my fleshe also longeth after thee in a baren and drye lande [where] no water is.
Psa 63:2 [To see thee] euen so [as] I haue seene thee in the sanctuary: that I might beholde thy power and glory.
Psa 63:3 For thy louing kindnes is better then life [itselfe]: my lippes shall prayse thee.
Psa 63:4 As long as I liue I wyll blesse thee on this maner: and in thy name I wyll lyft vp my handes.
Psa 63:5 My soule is satisfied euen as it were with mary and fatnes: and my mouth prayseth thee with ioyfull lippes.
Psa 63:6 Haue I not remembred thee in my bed: and thought vpon thee when I was waking?
Psa 63:7 Because thou hast ben my helper: therfore vnder the shadowe of thy wynges do I reioyce.
Psa 63:8 My soule cleaueth fast vnto thee: thy right hande hath vpholden me.
Psa 63:9 And they [that] seeke my soule to oppresse [it]: shall go vnder the earth.
Psa 63:10 Euery one of them shalbe killed with the edge of a sworde: and they shalbe a portion for Foxes.
Psa 63:11 But the king shal reioyce in the Lord, al they shal glory that sweare by him: for the mouth of all them that speake a lye, shalbe stopped.
Psa 64:1 <To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid.> O Lorde heare my voyce in my prayer: preserue my life from feare of the enemie.
Psa 64:2 Hyde me from the secrete [counsayles] of the malitious: from the conspiracie of the workers of iniquitie.
Psa 64:3 Who haue whet their tongue lyke a sword: who haue drawne their arrow, euen a bitter worde.
Psa 64:4 That they may priuily shoote at hym which is perfect: they do sodenly shoote at hym and feare not.
Psa 64:5 They courage them selues in mischiefe: and comune among them selues how they may lay snares, and say, who shall see them?
Psa 64:6 They searche out howe to do wrong, they put in practise fully that they haue diligently searched out: yea euen the secretes and bottome of euery one of their heartes.
Psa 64:7 But the Lorde wyll sodenly shoote at them with a [swyft] arrowe: their plagues shalbe [apparaunt.]
Psa 64:8 Yea they shall cause their owne tongues to be a meanes for to destroy the selues: insomuch that who so seeth them, shal desire to flee away [from them]
Psa 64:9 And all men that see it shall say, this hath God done: for they shall well perceaue that it is his worke.
Psa 64:10 The righteous wyll reioyce in God, and put his trust in hym: and all they that be vpright hearted wylbe glad.
Psa 65:1 <To the chiefe musition, the psalme of Dauid, a song.> O Lorde thou wylt be greatly praysed in Sion: and vnto thee shal vowes be perfourmed
Psa 65:2 Thou that hearest a prayer: vnto thee shall all fleshe come.
Psa 65:3 [My] misdeedes haue preuayled against me: oh be thou mercifull vnto our wicked transgressions.
Psa 65:4 Blessed is the man [whom] thou choosest and receauest vnto thee: he shall dwell in thy court, and we shalbe satisfied with the goodnes of thy house, euen of thy holy temple.
Psa 65:5 Thou wylt heare vs, doyng wonderfull thinges in righteousnes O Lorde of our saluation: thou [art] the hope of all endes of the earth, and of them that dwell farre of at the sea coast.
Psa 65:6 Thou art he who in his strength setleth fast the mountaines: and is gyrded about with power.
Psa 65:7 Who stilleth the raging of the sea, and the noyse of his waues: and the vprore of the people.
Psa 65:8 They also that dwel in the vtmost partes [of the earth] be afrayde at thy signes: thou makest them reioyce at the going foorth of the morning and euenyng.
Psa 65:9 Thou visitest the earth, and thou makest it ouerflowne, thou enrichest it greatly: the riuer of God is full of water, thou preparest their corne, for so thou ordaynest it.
Psa 65:10 Thou waterest her forowes, thou breakest downe her hillockes: thou makest it soft with the drops of rayne, and blessest the increase of it.
Psa 65:11 Thou crownest the yere with thy goodnes: and thy cloudes drop fatnes.
Psa 65:12 They drop vpon the dwellinges of the wyldernesse: and hilles be compassed with ioy.
Psa 65:13 The downes be couered with sheepe: the valleys stande thicke with corne [so that] they showte [for ioy] and also sing.
Psa 66:1 <To the chiefe musition, a song (whiche is) a psalme.> Declare you ioyfull vnto the Lorde all [ye of] the earth:
Psa 66:2 sing psalmes vnto the glory of his name, geue glory to his maiestie.
Psa 66:3 Say vnto the Lorde, oh howe wonderfull art thou in thy workes: thorow the greatnes of thy power thyne enemies shalbe
