Psalms 17:8
Kepe me as the apple of an eye, defende me vnder the shadowe of thy wynges.
Kepe me as the apple of an eye, defende me vnder the shadowe of thy wynges.
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9From the vngodly that trouble me, fro myne enemies which compasse my soule rounde aboute.
7Shewe yi maruelous louinge kindnesse, thou that sauest them which put their trust in the, from soch as resist thy right honde.
2Kepe my comaundemetes & my lawe, eue as the aple of thine eye, & thou shalt lyue.
5For in the tyme of trouble he hath hyd me in his tabernacle, yee in the secrete place of his dwellinge hath he kepte and set me vp vpon a rocke of stone.
1Preserue me (o God) for in the do I trust.
8Oh let me heare thy louynge kyndnesse by tymes in the mornynge, for in the is my trust: shewe thou me the waye that I shulde walke in, for I lift vp my soule vnto the.
9Delyuer me (o LORDE) fro myne enemies, for I resorte vnto the.
7In my bedde wil I remembre ye, & whe I wake, my talkynge shalbe of the.
8For thou hast bene my helper, & vnder the shadowe of yi wynges wil I reioyse.
4Sela. Kepe me (o LORDE) from the hande of the vngodly, preserue me from the wicked men, which are purposed to ouerthrowe my goinges.
20Let the lyenge lippes be put to sylence, which cruelly, di?danedly & despitefully speake agaynst the rightuous.
1Be mercifull vnto me (o God) be mercifull vnto me, for my soule trusteth in ye: & vnder the shadowe of thy wynges shalbe my refuge, vntill wickednesse be ouerpast.
3Oh set me vp vpo an hye rocke. For thou art my hope, a stronge tower for me agaynst the enemie.
4I will dwell in thy tabernacle for euer, that I maye be safe vnder the couerynge of thy wynges.
7Thou LORDE preseruest both me & beestes. How precious is thy mercy (O God) that the children of men maye put their trust vnder ye shadowe of thy wynges?
8Oure bones lye scatered before ye pytt, like as when one graueth and dyggeth vp the grounde.
9But myne eyes loke vnto ye, o LORDE God: in the is my trust, oh cast not out my soule.
5The LORDE himself is thy keper, the LORDE is thy defence vpon yi right honde.
4He shal couer the vnder his wynges, that thou mayest be safe vnder his fethers: his faithfulnesse and trueth shal be thy shylde and buckler.
7Sela. For this shal euery saynte make his prayer vnto the in due season, therfore shall not the greate water floudes come nye him.
11Turne not thou thy mercy fro me o LORDE, but let thy louynge kyndnesse and treuth allwaye preserue me.
10He founde him in the wyldernesse, euen in the drye deserte where he roared. He led him aboute, and gaue him vnderstondinge: He kepte him as the aple of his eye.
15Myne eyes are euer lokynge vnto the LORDE, for he shal plucke my fete out of ye nett.
7My countenaunce is heuy for very anger, & the membres of my body are become like a shadowe.
20O kepe my soule, and delyuer me: let me not be confounded, for I haue put my trust in the.
114Thou art my defence & shylde, my trust is in thy worde.
17Heare me (o LORDE) for thy louynge kyndnesse is confortable: turne the vnto me acordinge vnto yi greate mercy.
11Thy wordes haue I hyd within my herte, yt I shulde not synne agaynst the.
18Open thou myne eyes, & so shal I spie out wonderous thinges in yi lawe.
8Herke vnto my voyce (O LORDE) when I crie vnto the: haue mercy vpon me & heare me.
9My hert speaketh vnto the, my face seketh the, yee LORDE, thy face wil I seke. O hyde not thou thy face fro me, cast not thy seruaunt of in displeasure.
2he hath made my mouth like a sharpe swerde, vnder ye shadowe of his honde hath he defended me, and hyd me in his quyuer, as a good arowe,
1Who so dwelleth vnder ye defence of the most hyest, & abydeth vnder ye shadowe of ye allmightie:
7Oh let my mouth be fylled with thy prayse & honoure all the daye loge.
1In the LORDE put I my trust: how will ye then saye to my soule: that she shulde fle as a byrde vpon youre hill?
7The LORDE preserueth the from all euell, yee it is the LORDE thath kepeth thy soule.
7Kepe the therfore (o LORDE) and preserue vs fro this generacion for euer.
4For thou art my stronge holde & my castell: O be thou my gyde, & lede me for thy names sake.
5Oh ordre thou my goynges in thy pathes, that my fote steppes slippe not.
2Hyde me from the gatheringe together of ye frowarde, fro ye heape of wicked doers.
15For I haue herde the blasphemy of the multitude: euery man abhorreth me: they haue gathered a councel together agaynst me, and are purposed to take awaye my life.
16But my hope is in ye O LORDE, & I saye: thou art my God.
21Let them not departe from thine eyes, kepe them euen in the myddest of thine herte.
37O turne awaye myne eyes, lest they beholde vanite, & quicke me in thy waie.
1O Lorde my God, in ye do I trust: saue me fro all the yt persecute me, & delyuer me.
9Euen there also shal thy honde lede me, and thy right hande shal holde me.
8I wil kepe thy statutes, o forsake me not vtterly.
13O that thou woldest kepe me, and hyde me in the hell, vntill thy wrath were stilled: & to appoynte me a tyme, wherin thou mightest remembre me.
148Myne eyes preuete ye night watches, yt I might be occupied in thy wordes.
1Unto the lift I vp myne eyes, thou yt dwellest in the heauens.