Psalms 49:5
Wherfore shulde I feare the euell dayes, whe the wickednesse of my heles copaseth me rounde aboute?
Wherfore shulde I feare the euell dayes, whe the wickednesse of my heles copaseth me rounde aboute?
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3Neuerthelesse, whe I am afrayed, I put my trust in the.
4I wil comforte my self in Gods worde, yee I wil hope in God, and not feare: What can flesh then do vnto me?
5They vexe me daylie in my wordes: all yt they ymagin, is to do me euell.
6They holde alltogether, & kepe them selues close: they marck my steppes, how they maye catch my soule.
17Be not now terrible vnto me (o LORDE) for thou art he, in whom I hope, when I am in parell.
25Thou neddest not to be afrayed of eny sodane feare, nether for the violent russhinge in of the vngodly, when it commeth.
26For the LORDE shal be besyde the, & kepe thy fote yt thou be not taken.
16My desyre is, yt myne enemies triumphe not ouer me: for yf my fote slippe, they reioyse greatly against me.
10For why, I herde so many derisios and blasphemies, yee euen of myne owne companyons, and off soch as were conuersaunte with me: which wente aboute, to make me afrayed sayenge: vpon him, let vs go vpon him, to feare him, and make him holde his tonge: yt we maye ouercome him, and be avenged off him.
4I wil encline myne eare to the parable, & shewe my darcke speach vpon the harpe.
4Lest myne enemie saye: I haue preuayled agaynst hi for yf I be cast downe, they that trouble me will reioyse at it.
33But who so harkeneth vnto me, shal dwell safely, and haue ynough without eny feare of euell.
2Neuerthelesse my fete were allmost gone, my treadinges had wel nye slipte.
3And why. I was greued at ye wicked, to se the vngodly in soch prosperite.
6They that put their trust in their good, & boost them selues in the multitude of their riches.
9From the vngodly that trouble me, fro myne enemies which compasse my soule rounde aboute.
3My herte is heuy within me, and the feare of death is fallen vpon me.
4Fearfullnesse and tremblinge are come vpon me, and an horrible drede hath ouerwhelmed me.
5And I sayde: O that I had wynges like a doue, that I might fle somwhere, and be at rest.
11Fearfulnesse shal make him afrayed on euery syde, that he shall not knowe, where to get out.
11O let not the fote of pryde ouertake me, O let not the hande of ye vngodly cast me downe.
12For innumerable troubles are come aboute me: my synnes haue taken soch holde vpon me, that I am not able to loke vp: yee they are mo in nombre then the hayres of my heade, and my hert hath fayled me.
28then am I afrayed of all my workes, for I knowe, thou fauourest not an euell doer.
11Yee in God do I trust, & am not afraied: what ca man the do vnto me?
29Haue I euer reioysed at the hurte of myne enemy? Or, was I euer glad, yt eny harme happened vnto him? Oh no,
5For the sorowes of death copased me, and the brokes of Belial made me afrayed.
6I am not afrayed for thousandes of the people, that copasse me rounde aboute.
2Therfore when the wicked (euen myne enemies & my foes) came vpon me, to eate vp my flesh, they stombled and fell.
3Though an hoost of men were layed agaynst me, yet shal not my hert be afrayed: and though there rose vp warre against me, yet wil I put my trust in him.
22And yf thou woldest saye the in thine hert: Wherfore come these thinges vpo me? Eue for the multitude of thy blasphemies, shall thy hynder partes & thy fete be discouered.
12Vpon my right hade they rose together agaynst me, they haue hurte my fete, made awaye to destroye me,
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?
10But lo, he hath pyked a quarell agaynst me, & taketh me for his enemy:
4Sela. Kepe me (o LORDE) from the hande of the vngodly, preserue me from the wicked men, which are purposed to ouerthrowe my goinges.
5The proude haue layed a snare for me, & spred a nett abrode with coardes, yee & sett trappes in my waye.
4Though I shulde walke now in the valley of the shadowe of death, yet I feare no euell, for thou art with me: thy staffe & thy shepehoke coforte me.
5Godlynesse is a light despysed in ye hertes of the rich, & is set for them to stomble vpon.
27Thou hast put my fote in the stockes: thou lokest narowly vnto all my pathes, & marckest the steppes of my fete:
5Myne enemies speake euell vpo me: whan shal he dye, and his name perishe?
16Who ryseth vp with me agaynst the wicked? who taketh my parte agaynst the euell doers?
25For the thynge that I feared, is come vpon me: and the thynge that I was afrayed of, is happened vnto me.
5Oh ordre thou my goynges in thy pathes, that my fote steppes slippe not.
13I am become a very reprofe amonge all myne enemies, my neghbours & they of myne owne acquauntaunce are afrayed of me: they yt se me in the strete, coveye them selues fro me.
9But myne eyes loke vnto ye, o LORDE God: in the is my trust, oh cast not out my soule.
9Yee euen myne owne familier frende, whom I trusted, which dyd eate my bred, hath lift vp his hele agaynst me.
5Yf I haue cleued vnto vanite, or yf my fete haue runne to disceaue:
2Hyde me from the gatheringe together of ye frowarde, fro ye heape of wicked doers.
27euen whe ye thinge that ye be afrayed of, falleth in sodenly like a storme, and yor misery like a tempest: yee wha trouble and heuynesse cometh vpon you.
14Wherfore do I beare my flesh in my teth, and my soule in myne hondes?
15This is ye cause, that I shrenke at his presence, so that when I considre him, I am afrayed of him.