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Verba mea auribus percipe.
Psal. v.
Th. Stern.
Dauid hauing suffered greate calamitie, as well by Doeg and Achitophell Sauls flaterers, as by other infinit enemies, calleth to God for succor, shewing howe requisite it is, That god shuld punish
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thyne eares vnto my wordes,
O Lorde my playnt consider.
And heare my voyce my kyng my God,
to thee I make my prayer.
Heare me betime, Lorde, tary not,
for I will haue respect,
My prayer early in the morne,
to thee for to direct.
O Lorde my playnt consider.
And heare my voyce my kyng my God,
to thee I make my prayer.
Heare me betime, Lorde, tary not,
for I will haue respect,
My prayer early in the morne,
to thee for to direct.
And I will trust through patience,
in thee my God alone:
That art not pleasd with wickednes,
and ill with thee dwelleth none.
And in thy sight shall neuer stande.
these furious fooles, O Lorde:
Uaine workers of iniquitie,
Thou hast alwayes abhorde,
in thee my God alone:
That art not pleasd with wickednes,
and ill with thee dwelleth none.
And in thy sight shall neuer stande.
these furious fooles, O Lorde:
Uaine workers of iniquitie,
Thou hast alwayes abhorde,
The liers and the flatterers,
thou shalt destroy them then:
And God will hate the bloud thirstye,
and the deceitfull man.
Therfore will I come to thy house,
trusting vpon thy grace:
And reuerently will worship thee,
toward thine holy place.
thou shalt destroy them then:
And God will hate the bloud thirstye,
and the deceitfull man.
Therfore will I come to thy house,
trusting vpon thy grace:
And reuerently will worship thee,
toward thine holy place.
Lorde leade me in thy rightuousnes,
for to confounde my foes:
And eke the way that I shall walke,
before my face disclose,
For in their mouthes there is no truth,
theyr hart is foule and vayne:
Their throte an open sepulchre,
their tonges doo glose and fayne,
for to confounde my foes:
And eke the way that I shall walke,
before my face disclose,
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theyr hart is foule and vayne:
Their throte an open sepulchre,
their tonges doo glose and fayne,
Destroy their false conspiracies,
that they may come to nought:
Subuert them in theyr heapes of sinne,
which haue rebellion wrought.
But those that put theyr trust in thee,
let them be glad alwayes:
And render thankes for thy defence,
and geue thy name the prayse.
that they may come to nought:
Subuert them in theyr heapes of sinne,
which haue rebellion wrought.
But those that put theyr trust in thee,
let them be glad alwayes:
And render thankes for thy defence,
and geue thy name the prayse.
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