📖 Psalms 108
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A song, the psalme of Dauid. My heart is redye O Lorde: I wyll sing & prayse thee in singing of psalmes, yea my glory also is redie.
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Bestirre thee O lute and harpe: I my selfe wil bestirre me right early in the morning.
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I wyll prayse thee O God among the people: I wyll sing psalmes vnto thee among the nations.
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For the greatnes of thy mercy reacheth vnto the heauens: and thy trueth vnto the cloudes.
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Exalt thy selfe O Lord aboue the heauens: and let thy glory be aboue all the earth.
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That thy beloued may be deliuered: saue me with thy right hande, and heare thou me.
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The Lorde hath spoken this in his holynes (whereof I wyll reioyce:) I wyll deuide Sichem, and measure the valley of Sucoth.
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8
Gilead shalbe myne, and Manasses shalbe mine: Ephraim also shalbe the strength of my head, and Iuda my law geuer.
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9
Moab shalbe my washpot: ouer Edome I wyll cast my shoe, vpon Philistea I wyll triumph.
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10
Who wyll leade me into the strong citie? who wyll bring me into Edom?
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11
Hast not thou remoued vs from thence? and wylt not thou O Lorde go out with our hoastes?
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12
Geue vs ayde against trouble: for the sauing helpe of man is but vayne.
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13
Through the Lorde wyll we do valiaunt actes: for he him selfe will treade downe our enemies.