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Psalms - Chapter: 140
140:1 | Deliver me, O LORD, from the evil man: preserve me from the violent man; |
140:2 | Which imagine mischiefs in their heart; continually are they gathered together for war. |
140:3 | They have sharpened their tongues like a serpent; adders' poison is under their lips. Selah. |
140:4 | Keep me, O LORD, from the hands of the wicked; preserve me from the violent man; who have purposed to overthrow my goings. |
140:5 | The proud have hid a snare for me, and cords; they have spread a net by the wayside; they have set gins for me. Selah. |
140:6 | I said unto the LORD, Thou art my God: hear the voice of my supplications, O LORD. |
140:7 | O GOD the Lord, the strength of my salvation, thou hast covered my head in the day of battle. |
140:8 | Grant not, O LORD, the desires of the wicked: further not his wicked device; lest they exalt themselves. Selah. |
140:9 | As for the head of those that compass me about, let the mischief of their own lips cover them. |
140:10 | Let burning coals fall upon them: let them be cast into the fire; into deep pits, that they rise not up again. |
140:11 | Let not an evil speaker be established in the earth: evil shall hunt the violent man to overthrow him. |
140:12 | I know that the LORD will maintain the cause of the afflicted, and the right of the poor. |
140:13 | Surely the righteous shall give thanks unto thy name: the upright shall dwell in thy presence. |
140:1 | To him that excelleth. A Psalme of David. Deliuer me, O Lord, from the euill man: preserue me from the cruel man: |
140:2 | Which imagine euill things in their heart, and make warre continually. |
140:3 | They haue sharpened their tongues like a serpent: adders poyson is vnder their lips. Selah. |
140:4 | Keepe mee, O Lord, from the handes of the wicked: preserue mee from the cruell man, which purposeth to cause my steppes to slide. |
140:5 | The proude haue layde a snare for me, and spred a nette with cordes in my pathway, and set grennes for me. Selah. |
140:6 | Therefore I saide vnto the Lord, Thou art my God: heare, O Lord, the voyce of my prayers. |
140:7 | O Lord God the strength of my saluation, thou hast couered mine head in the day of battel. |
140:8 | Let not the wicked haue his desire, O Lord: performe not his wicked thought, least they be proude. Selah. |
140:9 | As for the chiefe of them, that compasse me about, let the mischiefe of their owne lippes come vpon them. |
140:10 | Let coles fal vpon them: let him cast them into the fire, and into the deepe pits, that they rise not. |
140:11 | For the backbiter shall not be established vpon the earth: euill shall hunt the cruell man to destruction. |
140:12 | I know that the Lord will auenge the afflicted, and iudge the poore. |
140:13 | Surely the righteous shall prayse thy Name, and the iust shall dwell in thy presence. |
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