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And they shall sing of the wayes of the Lord, because the glory of the Lord is great.

For the Lord is high: yet he beholdeth the lowly, but the proude he knoweth afarre off.

Though I walke in the middes of trouble, yet wilt thou reuiue me: thou wilt stretch foorth thine hand vpon the wrath of mine enemies, and thy right hand shall saue me.

The Lord will performe his worke toward me: O Lord, thy mercie endureth for euer: forsake not the workes of thine handes.

To him that excelleth. A Psalme of David. O Lord, thou hast tried me and knowen me.

Thou knowest my sitting and my rising: thou vnderstandest my thought afarre off.

For there is not a word in my tongue, but loe, thou knowest it wholy, O Lord.

Thou holdest mee straite behinde and before, and layest thine hand vpon me.

Whither shall I goe from thy Spirite? or whither shall I flee from thy presence?

If I ascende into heauen, thou art there: if I lye downe in hell, thou art there.

Yet thither shall thine hand leade me, and thy right hand holde me.

Yea, the darkenes hideth not from thee: but the night shineth as the day: the darkenes and light are both alike.

For thou hast possessed my reines: thou hast couered me in my mothers wombe.

I will praise thee, for I am fearefully and wonderously made: marueilous are thy workes, and my soule knoweth it well.

My bones are not hid from thee, though I was made in a secret place, and facioned beneath in the earth.

Thine eyes did see me, when I was without forme: for in thy booke were all things written, which in continuance were facioned, when there was none of them before.

Howe deare therefore are thy thoughtes vnto me, O God! how great is ye summe of them!

If I should count them, they are moe then the sand: when I wake, I am still with thee.

Oh that thou wouldest slay, O God, the wicked and bloody men, to whom I say, Depart ye from mee:

Which speake wickedly of thee, and being thine enemies are lifted vp in vaine.

Doe not I hate them, O Lord, that hate thee? and doe not I earnestly contend with those that rise vp against thee?

Try mee, O God, and knowe mine heart: prooue me and know my thoughtes,

To him that excelleth. A Psalme of David. Deliuer me, O Lord, from the euill man: preserue me from the cruel man:

Keepe mee, O Lord, from the handes of the wicked: preserue mee from the cruell man, which purposeth to cause my steppes to slide.

Therefore I saide vnto the Lord, Thou art my God: heare, O Lord, the voyce of my prayers.