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| 139:1 | To the chaunter, a psalme of Dauid. O lorde, thou hast searched me out, and knowen me. |
| 139:2 | Thou knowest my downe syttinge and myne vprysing: thou vnderstandest my thoughtes longe before. |
| 139:3 | Thou art about my path, and about my bedd: & spyest out all my wayes. |
| 139:4 | For lo, there is not a worde in my tonge, but thou, O Lorde knowest it all together. |
| 139:5 | Thou hast fassyoned me behynde and before, and layed thyne hande vpon me. |
| 139:6 | Soch knowledge is to wonderfull & excellent for me: I can not attayne vnto it. |
| 139:7 | Whyther shall I go then from thy sprete? or whither shall I go then from thy presence? |
| 139:8 | If I clyme vp into heauen, thou art ther: yf I go downe to hell thou, art there also. |
| 139:9 | If I take the wynges of the mornynge, & remayne in the vttermost partes of the see. |
| 139:10 | Euen ther also shall thy hande lead me: and thy right hande shall holde me |
| 139:11 | If I saye: paraduenture the darcknesse shall couer me, then shall my nyght be turned to daye. |
| 139:12 | Yee, the darcknes is no darcknes with the: but the night is all cleare as the daye, the darcknes & lyght (to the) are both a lyke. |
| 139:13 | For my reynes are thyne, thou hast couered me in my mothers wombe. |
| 139:14 | I will geue thankes vnto the: for I am fearfully & wonderously made: maruelous are thy workes, & that my soule knoweth right well. |
| 139:15 | My bones are not hyd from the, though I be made secretly and fasshioned beneth in the earth. |
| 139:16 | Thyne eyes dyd se my substaunce, yet being vnparfect: & in thy boke were all my membres written. Which daye by daye were fashyoned, when as yet there was none of them. |
| 139:17 | Howe deare are thy councels vnto me, O God? O howe great is the summe of them? |
| 139:18 | If I tell them, they are mo in nombre then the sande: when I wake vp, I am present wt the. |
| 139:19 | Wylt thou not slaye the wicked, O God? departe from me ye bloude thirsty men. |
| 139:20 | For they speake vnrighteously agaynst the: & thyne enemies take thy name in rayne. |
| 139:21 | Do not I hate them, O Lorde, that hate the? & am not I greued with those that ryse vp agaynst the? |
| 139:22 | Yee, I hate them ryght sore, euen as though they were myne enemyes. |
| 139:23 | Trye me, O God, and seke the grounde of myne hert: proue me and examen my thoughtes. |
| 139:24 | Loke well yf there be any waye of wyckednes in me, and leade me in the waye euerlastynge. |
| 139:1 | The `title of the hundrid and nyne and thrittithe `salm. To victorie, the salm of Dauith. |
| 139:2 | Lord, delyuere thou me fro an yuel man; delyuere thou me fro a wickid man. |
| 139:3 | Whiche thouyten wickidnesses in the herte; al dai thei ordeyneden batels. |
| 139:4 | Thei scharpiden her tungis as serpentis; the venym of snakis vndir the lippis of hem. |
| 139:5 | Lord, kepe thou me fro the hond of the synnere; and delyuere thou me fro wickid men. Which thouyten to disseyue my goyngis; |
| 139:6 | proude men hidden a snare to me. And thei leiden forth cordis in to a snare; thei settiden sclaundir to me bisidis the weie. |
| 139:7 | I seide to the Lord, Thou art mi God; Lord, here thou the vois of my biseching. |
| 139:8 | Lord, Lord, the vertu of myn heelthe; thou madist schadowe on myn heed in the dai of batel. |
| 139:9 | Lord, bitake thou not me fro my desire to the synnere; thei thouyten ayens me, forsake thou not me, lest perauenture thei ben enhaunsid. |
| 139:10 | The heed of the cumpas of hem; the trauel of her lippis schal hile hem. |
| 139:11 | Colis schulen falle on hem, thou schalt caste hem doun in to fier; in wretchidnessis thei schulen not stonde. |
| 139:12 | A man a greet ianglere schal not be dressid in erthe; yuels schulen take an vniust man in perisching. |
| 139:13 | I haue knowe, that the Lord schal make dom of a nedi man; and the veniaunce of pore men. |
| 139:14 | Netheles iust men schulen knouleche to thi name; and riytful men schulen dwelle with thi cheer. |
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| 139:1 | O Lorde, thou searchest me out, and knowest me. Thou knowest my downe syttinge & my vprisynge, thou vnderstodest my thoughtes a farre of. |
| 139:2 | Thou art aboute my path & aboute my bedd, & spyest out all my wayes. |
| 139:3 | For lo, there is not a worde i my toge, but thou (o LORDE) knowest it alltogether. |
| 139:4 | Thou hast fashioned me behinde & before, & layed thine hode vpon me. |
| 139:5 | Soch knowlege is to wonderfull & excellet for me, I can not atteyne vnto it. |
| 139:6 | Whither shal I go then from thy sprete? Or, whither shal I fle from thy presence? |
| 139:7 | Yf I clymme vp in to heauen, thou art there: yf I go downe to hell, thou art there also. |
| 139:8 | Yf I take the wynges of the mornynge, & remayne in the vttemost parte of the see: |
| 139:9 | Euen there also shal thy honde lede me, and thy right hande shal holde me. |
| 139:10 | Yf I saye: peradueture the darcknesse shal couer me, then shal my night be turned to daye. |
| 139:11 | Yee the darcknesse is no darcknesse with the, but the night is as cleare as the daye, the darcknesse & light are both alike. |
| 139:12 | For my reynes are thyne, thou hast couered me in my mothers wombe. |
| 139:13 | I wil geue thakes vnto the, for I am woderously made: maruelous are thy workes, and that my soule knoweth right well. |
| 139:14 | My bones are not hyd from the, though I be made secretly, and fashioned beneth in the earth. |
| 139:15 | Thine eyes se myne vnparfitnesse, they stonde all writte i thy boke: |
| 139:16 | my dayes were fashioned, when as yet there was not one of them |
| 139:17 | How deare are yi coucels vnto me o God? O how greate is the summe of them? |
| 139:18 | Yf I tell them, they are mo in nombre then the sonde: when I wake vp, I am present with the. |
| 139:19 | Wilt thou not slaye ye wicked (oh God) that the bloudethyrstie mighte departe fro me? |
| 139:20 | For they speake vnright of the, thine enemies exalte them selues presumptuously. |
| 139:21 | I hate them (o LORDE) that hate the, & I maye not awaye with those that ryse vp agaynst the? |
| 139:22 | Yee I hate them right sore, therfore are they myne enemies. |
| 139:23 | Trye me (o God) and seke the grounde of myne hert: proue me, & examen my thoughtes. |
| 139:24 | Loke well, yf there be eny waye of wickednesse in me, & lede me in the waye euerlastinge. |
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