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Psalms 12:3                                    426                                    Psalms 17:7

            3  The Lord cut off all flattering lippes, and the worketh righteousnes, and speaketh the trueth
            tongue that speaketh proude things:    4  Which in his heart.  3  He that slandereth not with his
            haue saide, With our tongue will we preuaile:    tongue, nor doeth euill to his neighbour, nor
            our lippes are our owne: who is Lord ouer vs?    receiueth a false report against his neighbour.
            5 Now for the oppression of the needy, and for the  4 In whose eyes a vile person is contemned, but
            sighes of the poore, I will vp, sayeth the Lord, and  he honoureth them that feare the Lord: he that
            will set at libertie him, whom the wicked hath   sweareth to his owne hinderance and changeth
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            snared. The wordes of the Lord are pure wordes,  not. He that giueth not his money vnto vsurie,
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            as the siluer, tried in a fornace of earth, fined nor taketh reward against the innocent: hee that
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            seuen folde. Thou wilt keepe them, O Lord: thou doeth these things, shall neuer be moued.
            wilt preserue him from this generation for euer.
            8 The wicked walke on euery side: when they are                         16
                                                                 Michtam of Dauid. Preserue mee, O God: for
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            exalted, it is a shame for the sonnes of men.    in thee doe I trust. O my soule, thou hast sayd
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                                  13                         vnto the Lord, Thou art my Lord: my weldoing
              1  To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. extendeth not to thee,    3  But to the Saints that
            Howe long wilt thou forget me, O Lord, for euer? are in the earth, and to the excellent: all my
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            howelongwilt thou hide thy face from me? How delite is in them.      4  The sorowes of them, that
            long shall I take counsell within my selfe, hauing offer to an other god, shall be multiplied: their
            wearinesse dayly in mine heart? how long shall offerings of blood will I not offer, neither make
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            mine enemie be exalted aboue me?     3  Beholde, mention of their names with my lips. The Lord
            and heare mee, O Lord my God: lighten mine is the portion of mine inheritance and of my
            eyes, that I sleepe not in death:   4  Lest mine cup: thou shalt mainteine my lot. The lines are
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            enemie say, I haue preuailed against him: and fallen vnto me in pleasant places: yea, I haue a
            they that afflict me, reioyce when I slide.  5 But faire heritage.  7 I wil prayse the Lord, who hath
            I trust in thy mercie: mine heart shall reioyce in giuen me counsell: my reines also teach me in
            thy saluation: I will sing to the Lord, because he the nightes. I haue set the Lord alwayes before
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            hath delt louingly with me.                      me: for hee is at my right hand: therefore I shall
                                  14                         not slide.  9  Wherefore mine heart is glad and
                                                             my tongue reioyceth: my flesh also doeth rest in
              1 To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. The  hope.  10  For thou wilt not leaue my soule in the
            foole hath said in his heart, There is no God: they  graue: neither wilt thou suffer thine holy one to
            haue corrupted, and done an abominable worke:    see corruption.  11 Thou wilt shew me the path of
            there is none that doeth good. The Lord looked
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            downe from heauen vpon the children of men, to   life: in thy presence is the fulnesse of ioy: and at
            see if there were any that would vnderstand, and  thy right hand there are pleasures for euermore.
            seeke God.  3  All are gone out of the way: they                        17
            are all corrupt: there is none that doeth good,     1 The prayer of Dauid. Heare the right, O Lord,
            no not one. Doe not all the workers of iniquitie  consider my crye: hearken vnto my prayer of
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            know that they eate vp my people, as they eate   lips vnfained. Let my sentence come forth from
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            bread? they call not vpon the Lord. There they   thy presence, and let thine eyes beholde equitie.
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            shall be taken with feare, because God is in the  3 Thou hast prooued and visited mine heart in the
            generation of the iust. You haue made a mocke
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            at the counsell of the poore, because the Lord is  night: thou hast tryed me, and foundest nothing:
            his trust.  7  Oh giue saluation vnto Israel out of  for I was purposed that my mouth should not
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            Zion: when the Lord turneth the captiuitie of his  offend.  Concerning the workes of men, by the
            people, then Iaakob shall reioyce, and Israel shall  wordes of thy lips I kept mee from the paths of
            be glad.                                         the cruell man.   5  Stay my steps in thy paths,
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                                                             that my feete doe not slide. I haue called vpon
                                  15                         thee: surely thou wilt heare me, O God: incline
              1  A Psalme of Dauid. Lord, who shall dwell    thine eare to me, and hearken vnto my wordes.
            in thy Tabernacle? who shall rest in thine holy  7 Shewe thy marueilous mercies, thou that art the
            Mountaine?    2  He that walketh vprightly and Sauiour of them that trust in thee, from such as
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