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2 Thou knowest my sitting and my rising: thou things in their heart, and make warre continu-
vnderstandest my thought afarre off. 3 Thou ally. 3 They haue sharpened their tongues like a
compassest my pathes, and my lying downe, and serpent: adders poyson is vnder their lips. Selah.
art accustomed to all my wayes. 4 For there is 4 Keepe mee, O Lord, from the handes of the
not a word in my tongue, but loe, thou knowest wicked: preserue mee from the cruell man, which
it wholy, O Lord. 5 Thou holdest mee straite purposeth to cause my steppes to slide. 5 The
behinde and before, and layest thine hand vpon proude haue layde a snare for me, and spred a
me. Thy knowledge is too wonderfull for mee: it nette with cordes in my pathway, and set grennes
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is so high that I cannot attaine vnto it. Whither for me. Selah. Therefore I saide vnto the Lord,
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shall I goe from thy Spirite? or whither shall Thou art my God: heare, O Lord, the voyce of
I flee from thy presence? 8 If I ascende into my prayers. 7 O Lord God the strength of my
heauen, thou art there: if I lye downe in hell, saluation, thou hast couered mine head in the
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thou art there. 9 Let mee take the winges of the day of battel. Let not the wicked haue his desire,
morning, and dwell in the vttermost parts of the O Lord: performe not his wicked thought, least
sea: 10 Yet thither shall thine hand leade me, they be proude. Selah. 9 As for the chiefe of
and thy right hand holde me. 11 If I say, Yet the them, that compasse me about, let the mischiefe
darkenes shall hide me, euen the night shalbe of their owne lippes come vpon them. 10 Let coles
light about me. 12 Yea, the darkenes hideth not fal vpon them: let him cast them into the fire, and
from thee: but the night shineth as the day: the into the deepe pits, that they rise not. 11 For the
darkenes and light are both alike. 13 For thou hast backbiter shall not be established vpon the earth:
possessed my reines: thou hast couered me in my euill shall hunt the cruell man to destruction. 12 I
mothers wombe. 14 I will praise thee, for I am know that the Lord will auenge the afflicted, and
fearefully and wonderously made: marueilous iudge the poore. 13 Surely the righteous shall
are thy workes, and my soule knoweth it well. prayse thy Name, and the iust shall dwell in thy
presence.
15 My bones are not hid from thee, though I was
made in a secret place, and facioned beneath in
the earth. 16 Thine eyes did see me, when I was
without forme: for in thy booke were all things 141
written, which in continuance were facioned,
when there was none of them before. 17 Howe 1 A Psalme of David. O Lord, I call vpon thee:
deare therefore are thy thoughtes vnto me, O haste thee vnto me: heare my voyce, when I cry
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God! how great is ye summe of them! 18 If I vnto thee. Let my prayer be directed in thy sight
should count them, they are moe then the sand: as incense, and the lifting vp of mine hands as an
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when I wake, I am still with thee. 19 Oh that thou eueningsacrifice. Set a watch, O Lord, before my
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wouldest slay, O God, the wicked and bloody men, mouth, and keepe the doore of my lips. Incline
to whom I say, Depart ye from mee: 20 Which not mine heart to euill, that I should commit
speake wickedly of thee, and being thine enemies wicked workes with men that worke iniquitie:
are lifted vp in vaine. 21 Doe not I hate them, and let me not eate of their delicates. 5 Let the
O Lord, that hate thee? and doe not I earnestly righteous smite me: for that is a benefite: and
contend with those that rise vp against thee? let him reprooue me, and it shalbe a precious
22 I hate them with an vnfained hatred, as they oyle, that shall not breake mine head: for within
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were mine vtter enemies. 23 Try mee, O God, a while I shall euen pray in their miseries. When
and knowe mine heart: prooue me and know my their iudges shall be cast downe in stonie places,
thoughtes, 24 And consider if there be any way they shall heare my wordes, for they are sweete.
of wickednes in me, and leade me in the way for 7 Our bones lye scattered at the graues mouth,
euer. as he that heweth wood or diggeth in the earth.
8 But mine eyes looke vnto thee, O Lord God: in

140 thee is my trust: leaue not my soule destitute.
Keepe me from the snare, which they haue layde
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1 To him that excelleth. A Psalme of David. for me, and from the grennes of the workers of
Deliuer me, O Lord, from the euill man: preserue iniquitie. 10 Let the wicked fall into his nettes
me from the cruel man: 2 Which imagine euill together, whiles I escape.