Psalms 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.
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.
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6Arise 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.
13Deliuer 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.
6Breake their teeth O Lorde in their mouthes: smite a sunder the chawe bones of Lions O God.
17I brake the iawes of the vnrighteous man, and pluckt the spoyle out of his teeth.
8Saluation is of God: thy blessing is vpon thy people. Selah.
40Thou hast gyrded me about with might to battayle: and them that rose against me, hast thou subdued vnder me.
41And thou hast geuen me the neckes of myne enemies: that I might destroye them that hate me.
9His wrath hath torne me he hateth me, & gnasheth vpon me with his teeth: myne enemie loketh fiercely vpon me with his eyes.
10They haue opened their mouthes wide vpon me, and smitten me vpon the cheeke dispitefully, they gather the selues together against me.
6I wyll not be afrayde of ten thousandes of the people: that haue set them selues against me rounde about.
39Thou hast gyrded me with strength vnto battayle: thou hast made them to bowe downe vnder me who haue rysen vp agaynst me.
40Thou hast geuen me myne enemies neckes: and I haue destroyed them that hated me.
13Thou wentest foorth for the saluation of thy people, euen for saluation with thyne annoynted: thou hast wounded the head of the house of the wicked, and discoueredst the foundations vnto the necke. Selah.
26Helpe me O my Lorde: oh saue me according to thy mercy.
10But be thou mercifull vnto me O God: rayse me vp agayne, and I shall rewarde them.
20My bone cleaueth to my skinne and to my fleshe, onely there is left me the skinne about my teeth.
2When the malitious approched neare vnto me for to eate vp my fleshe: mine enemies and foes stumbled and fell.
7O Lorde God the strength of my saluation: thou hast couered my head in the day of battayle.
49He deliuereth me from myne enemies, thou also hast lyft me on hie from them that rose against me: thou hast delyuered me from the wicked man.
13Thou hast thrust sore at me, that I might fall: but God dyd ayde me
1Siggaion 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.
1To 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.
48It 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.
10All 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.
1A 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.
19Aryse vp O God, let not man preuaile: let the Heathen in thy sight be iudged.
1A 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.
2O God my Lord I cryed vnto thee: and thou hast healed me.
7Shewe thy marueylous louyng kindnesse: thou that art the sauiour of them that trust in thee, from such as ryse vp agaynst thy ryght hande.
3For that myne enemies are returned backwarde: are fallen and perished at thy presence.
12The vngodly busieth his head all against the iust: and gnasheth vpon him with his teeth.
4Lest myne enemie say, I haue preuayled agaynst hym: lest they that trouble me reioyce yf I shoulde be remoued.
3But thou O God art a buckler for me: thou art my worship, and the lifter vp of my head.
14O God, the proude are rysen against me: a companie of outragious naughtipackes haue sought after my soule, and haue not set thee before their eyes.
16He hath smitten my teeth in peeces with stones, and roulled me in the dust.
3I wyll call vpon God, who is most worthy to be praysed: so I shall be safe from myne enemies.
16With hypocrites, scoffers, and parasites: they gnashed vpon me with their teeth.
10My mercifull Lord wyll preuent me: the Lord will let me see my desire vpon mine enemies.
14Deliuer me from blood O Lorde, the Lorde of my saluation: and my tongue shall sing with a ioyfull noyse of thy iustice.
10Who geueth victorie vnto kynges: who redeemeth Dauid his seruaunt from peryll of the sworde.
7But it is thou that sauest vs from our enemies: and thou puttest them to confusion that hate vs.
3He 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.
10Heare me O God, and haue mercy vppon me: O God be thou my helper.
23Stirre thou and awake O my God and my Lorde: to iudge my cause and controuersie.
24Iudge me according to thy righteousnesse O God my Lorde: and let them not triumph ouer me.
8Leade me O God in thy righteousnesse, because of myne enemies: make thy way playne before my face.
6For a nation is come vp vpon my lande, mightie and without number: his teeth are as the teeth of a lion, and he hath the iawes of a great lion.
4Delyuer me O my Lorde out of the hande of the vngodly: out of the hande of the vnryghteous and cruell man.
2Myne enemies are dayly in hande to swalowe me vp: for they be many that fight against me, O thou most highest.
7God is with me amongst them that ayde me: therfore I shall see my desire vpon them that hate me.