Psalms 34:1-36:1

Coverdale(i) 1 I wil allwaye geue thankes vnto the LORDE, his prayse shal euer be in my mouth. 2 My soule shall make hir boast in the LORDE: the poore oppressed shal heare therof, and be glad. 3 O prayse ye LORDE with me, and let vs magnifie his name together. 4 I sought the LORDE, and he herde me, yee he delyuered me out of all my feare. 5 They that haue an eye vnto him, shalbe lightened, & their faces shall not be ashamed. 6 This poore man cried vnto the LORDE, and he herde him, yee and delyuered him out of all his troubles. 7 The angell of the LORDE pitcheth his tente rounde aboute them that feare him, and delyuereth them. 8 O taist and se how frendly the LORDE is, blessed is the man yt trusteth in him. 9 O feare the LORDE, ye yt be his sayntes: for they that feare him, lacke nothinge. 10 The rich shal want and suffre hunger, but they which seke the LORDE, shal wat no maner of thinge, that is good. 11 Come hither (o ye children) herken vnto me, I wil teach you the feare of the LORDE. 12 Who so listeth to lyue, & wolde fayne se good dayes. 13 Let him refrayne his tonge from euell, and his lippes that they speake no gyle. 14 Let him eschue euell, and do good: Let him seke peace & ensue it. 15 For the eyes of the LORDE are ouer the rightuous, and his eares are open vnto their prayers. 16 But the face of the LORDE beholdeth them that do euel, to destroye the remembraunce of them out of the earth. 17 When the rightuous crie, the LORDE heareth them, and delyuereth the out of all their troubles. 18 The LORDE is nye vnto them yt are contrite in hert, & wil helpe soch as be of an huble sprete. 19 Greate are ye troubles of the rightuous, but the LORDE delyuereth them out of all. 20 He kepeth all their bones, so yt not one of them is broken. 21 But mi?fortune shal slaye the vngodly, and they that hate ye rightuous shal be giltie. 22 The LORDE delyuereth the soules of his seruautes, and all they that put their trust in him, shal not offende. 35 1 Stryue thou with them (o LORDE) that stryue wt me, fight thou agaynst them that fight agaynst me. 2 Laye honde vpon the shylde and speare, and stonde vp to helpe me. 3 Drawe out thy swearde, and stoppe the waye agaynst them that persecute me, saye vnto my soule: I am yi helpe. 4 Let them be cofounded and put to shame, that seke after my soule: let the be turned back and brought to confucion, that ymagin myschefe for me. 5 Let the be as ye dust before the wynde, and the angell of the LORDE scaterynge the. 6 Let their waye be darcke and slippery, and the angell of the LORDE to persecute them. 7 For they haue pryuely laied their nett to destroye me without a cause, yee and made a pitte for my soule, which I neuer deserued. 8 Let a sodane destruccio come vpon him vnawarres, and ye nett that he hath layed priuely, catch him self, that he maye fall in to his owne myschefe. 9 But let my soule be ioyfull in the LORDE, and reioyse in his helpe. 10 All my bones shal saie: LORDE, who is like vnto the? which delyuerest ye poore from those that are to stronge for him, yee the poore and the nedy from his robbers. 11 False witnesses are rysen vp, & laye to my charge thinges that I knowe not. 12 They rewarde me euell for good, to the greate discomforth of my soule. 13 Neuertheles, when they were sick, I put on a sack cloth: I humbled my soule with fastinge, and my prayer turned in to myne owne bosome. 14 I behaued myself as though it had bene my frende or my brother, I wete heuely, as one yt mourneth for his mother. 15 But in my aduersite they reioyse, and gather them together: yee ye very lame come together agaynst me vnawarres, makynge mowes at me, & ceasse not. 16 With ye gredy & scornefull ypocrites, they gna?shed vpon me with theirteth. 17 LORDE, whan wilt thou loke vpo this? O restore my soule from ye wicked rumoure of the, my dearlinge from the lyons. 18 So wil I geue ye thankes in the greate congregacion, & prayse the amonge moch people. 19 O let the not triuphe ouer me, that are myne enemies for naught: O let them not wyncke wt their eyes, that hate me without a cause. 20 And why? their comonynge is not for peace, but they ymagin false wordes agaynst ye outcastes of the londe. 21 They gape vpon me wt their mouthes, sayenge: there there: we se it with oure eyes. 22 This thou seist, o LORDE: holde not thy tonge the: go not farre fro me, o LORDE. 23 Awake (LORDE) and stonde vp: auenge thou my cause, my God, and my LORDE. 24 Iudge me (o LORDE my God) acordinge to thy rightuousnesse, yt they triuphe not ouer me. 25 O let the not saye in their hertes: there there, so wolde we haue it. O let them not saye: we haue ouercome him. 26 Let them be put to confucion and shame, that reioyse at my trouble: let the be clothed with rebuke and dishonoure, that boost the selues agaynst me. 27 Let them also be glad and reioyse, that fauoure my rightuous dealinge: yee let them saye allwaye: blessed be ye LORDE, which hath pleasure in the prosperite of his seruaunt. 28 And as for my tonge, it shall be talkynge of thy rightuousnes and of thy prayse, all the daye longe. 36 1 My hert sheweth me the wickednesse of the vngodly, that there is no feare of God before his eyes.