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Great [1540], ¶ The Byble in Englyshe, that is to saye the cont&ebar;t of al the holy scrypture both of þe; olde, and newe testam&ebar;t, with a prologe therinto, made by the reuerende father in God, Thomas archbysshop of Cantorbury, ¶ This is the Byble apoynted to the vse of the churches (Printed by Edward Whytchurche) [word count] [B06000].
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¶ The .lv. Psalme. EXAVDI DEVS. To the chaunter in melodyes, an instruccyon of Dauid.

A   Heare my prayer (O God) and hide not thy selfe fro my peticion. Take hede vnto me, &abar;d heare me, how I mourne in my prayer, ∧ am vexed. The enemy cryeth so, and the vngodly cometh on so fast: for they are mynded to do me some mischefe, so maliciously are they sett agaynst me. My herte is dysquyeted within me, and the feare of death is fallen vpon me. Fearfulnes and trembling are come vpon me, and an horryble drede hath ouerwhelmed me. And I sayd: O that I had winges like a doue, for then wold I flie awaye, and be at reste. B   Lo, then wolde I gett me awaye farre of, and remayne in the wildernes. Sela. I wolde make hast to escape, because of the stormy wynd and tempeste. Destroye theyr tonges (O Lorde) and note deuide them, for I haue spyed vnrighteousnes and stryfe in the cyte. Daye and night go they about within the walles therof: myschefe also, and sorow are in the myddest of it. Wyckednes is therin, dysceate, and gyle go not out of her stretes. For it is not an op&ebar; enemye that hath done me thys d&ibar;shonoure: C   for then I coulde haue borne it: nether was it myne aduersary, that did magnifye hym selfe agaynst me: for then (paraduenture) I wolde haue hyd my selfe fr&obar; hym.

noteBut it was euen thou my companion: my gyde, and myne awne familyer frende.

We toke swete councell together, ∧ walked in the house of God as frendes. Lett death come hastely vpon them, and let them go downe quyck into hell, for wyckednes is in theyr dwellynges, and amonge them.

As for me, I will call vnto God, and the Lorde shall saue me. In the euening, and mornynge and at noone daye wyll I praye, (and that instantly) and he shall heare my voyce. It is he þt; hath delyuered my soule in peace, from the batayll that was agaynst me: for there were many with me. Yee, euen God that endureth for euer, shall heare me, and bryng them downe. D   Sela. For they wyll not turne, ner feare God. &rhand; He layed hys handes vpon soch as be at peace &wt; hym, and he brake hys couenaunt. The wordes of hys mouth were softer then butter, hauynge warre in his hert: hys wordes were smother then oyle, and yet be they very sweardes. noteO cast thy burthen, vpon the Lorde and he shall norysh the, and not suffre the ryghteous to fall for euer. And as for them, thou (O God) shalt brynge them into the pyt of destruccyon. The bloude thrusty and disceatful m&ebar; shall not lyue out halfe theyr dayes. Neuerthelesse, my trust shalbe in the (O Lorde.)
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Great [1540], ¶ The Byble in Englyshe, that is to saye the cont&ebar;t of al the holy scrypture both of þe; olde, and newe testam&ebar;t, with a prologe therinto, made by the reuerende father in God, Thomas archbysshop of Cantorbury, ¶ This is the Byble apoynted to the vse of the churches (Printed by Edward Whytchurche) [word count] [B06000].
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