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| 140:1 | The `title of the hundrid and fourtithe salm. `The salm `of Dauith. Lord, Y criede to thee, here thou me; yyue thou tent to my vois, whanne Y schal crye to thee. |
| 140:2 | Mi preier be dressid as encense in thi siyt; the reisyng of myn hondis be as the euentid sacrifice. |
| 140:3 | Lord, sette thou a keping to my mouth; and a dore of stonding aboute to my lippis. |
| 140:4 | Bowe thou not myn herte in to wordis of malice; to excuse excusingis in synne. With men worchinge wickidnesse; and Y schal not comyne with the chosun men of hem. |
| 140:5 | A iust man schal repreue me in mersi, and schal blame me; but the oile of a synner make not fat myn heed. For whi and yit my preier is in the wel plesaunt thingis of hem; |
| 140:6 | for the domesmen of hem ioyned to the stoon weren sopun vp. Here thei my wordis, |
| 140:7 | for tho weren myyti. As fatnesse is brokun out on the erthe; oure bonys ben scatered niy helle. Lord, Lord, |
| 140:8 | for myn iyen ben to thee, Y hopide in thee; take thou not awei my soule. |
| 140:9 | Kepe thou me fro the snare which thei ordeyneden to me; and fro the sclaundris of hem that worchen wickidnesse. Synneris schulen falle in the nett therof; |
| 140:10 | Y am aloone til Y passe. |
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| 140:1 | To him that excelleth. A Psalme of David. Deliuer me, O Lord, from the euill man: preserue me from the cruel man: |
| 140:2 | Which imagine euill things in their heart, and make warre continually. |
| 140:3 | They haue sharpened their tongues like a serpent: adders poyson is vnder their lips. Selah. |
| 140:4 | Keepe mee, O Lord, from the handes of the wicked: preserue mee from the cruell man, which purposeth to cause my steppes to slide. |
| 140:5 | The proude haue layde a snare for me, and spred a nette with cordes in my pathway, and set grennes for me. Selah. |
| 140:6 | Therefore I saide vnto the Lord, Thou art my God: heare, O Lord, the voyce of my prayers. |
| 140:7 | O Lord God the strength of my saluation, thou hast couered mine head in the day of battel. |
| 140:8 | Let not the wicked haue his desire, O Lord: performe not his wicked thought, least they be proude. Selah. |
| 140:9 | As for the chiefe of them, that compasse me about, let the mischiefe of their owne lippes come vpon them. |
| 140:10 | Let coles fal vpon them: let him cast them into the fire, and into the deepe pits, that they rise not. |
| 140:11 | For the backbiter shall not be established vpon the earth: euill shall hunt the cruell man to destruction. |
| 140:12 | I know that the Lord will auenge the afflicted, and iudge the poore. |
| 140:13 | Surely the righteous shall prayse thy Name, and the iust shall dwell in thy presence. |
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