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BB PSA Chapter 56

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56 To the chiefe musition as concerning the dumbe doue in a farre countrey, the golden psalme of Dauid, when the Philistines toke him in Geth. Be mercifull vnto me O Lorde: for man goeth about to deuour me, he dayly fyghtyng, oppresseth me. 2 Myne enemies are dayly in hande to swalowe me vp: for they be many that fight against me, O thou most highest. 3 Neuerthelesse at all times as I am afraide: I put my whole trust in thee. 4 In the Lord I wyll prayse his word: in the Lorde I haue put my trust, and I wyll not feare what flesh can do vnto me. 5 My wordes dayly put me to sorow: all that they do imagine, is to do me euill. 6 They flocke together, they kepe them selues close: they marke my steppes, that they may lye in wayte for my soule. 7 Shall they escape for their wickednes? O Lorde in thy displeasure cast downe headlong this people. 8 Thou hast numbred my flittinges, thou hast put my teares in thy bottell: are not these thinges noted in thy booke? 9 Whensoeuer I call vpon thee, then shall myne enemies be put to flight: this I know, for the Lorde is on my side. 10 In the Lord I wyll prayse the word: In God I wyll prayse the worde. 11 In the Lorde I put my trust: I wyll not be afraide what man can do vnto me. 12 O Lorde, thy vowes be vpon me: vnto thee wyll I geue thankes & praise. 13 For thou hast deliuered my soule from death, and my feete from falling: that I may walke before the Lorde in the light of the liuing.