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12:1	The title of the twelfthe salm. To the victorie of Dauid.
12:2	Hou long schal Y sette counsels in my soule; sorewe in my herte bi dai?
12:3	Hou long schal myn enemy be reisid on me?
12:4	My Lord God, biholde thou, and here thou me. Liytne thou myn iyen, lest ony tyme Y slepe in deth;
12:5	lest ony tyme myn enemye seie, Y hadde the maistri ayens hym. Thei, that troblen me, schulen haue ioie, if Y schal be stirid; forsothe Y hopide in thi merci.
12:6	Myn herte schal fulli haue ioie in thin helthe; Y schal synge to the Lord, that yyueth goodis to me, and Y schal seie salm to the name of the hiyeste Lord.
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12:1	To him that excelleth upon the eight tune. A Psalme of Dauid. Helpe Lord, for there is not a godly man left: for the faithfull are fayled from among the children of men.
12:2	They speake deceitfully euery one with his neighbour, flattering with their lips, and speake with a double heart.
12:3	The Lord cut off all flattering lippes, and the tongue that speaketh proude things:
12:4	Which haue saide, With our tongue will we preuaile: our lippes are our owne: who is Lord ouer vs?
12:5	Now for the oppression of the needy, and for the sighes of the poore, I will vp, sayeth the Lord, and will set at libertie him, whom the wicked hath snared.
12:6	The wordes of the Lord are pure wordes, as the siluer, tried in a fornace of earth, fined seuen folde.
12:7	Thou wilt keepe them, O Lord: thou wilt preserue him from this generation for euer.
12:8	The wicked walke on euery side: when they are exalted, it is a shame for the sonnes of men.


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