The Cords of the Wicked 1 2They haue troubled me often from my youth vp: but they haue not preuayled against me. 3The plowemen plowed vpon my backe: they made long forrowes. 4But God who is iust: hath cut a peeces the snares of the vngodly. 5All they that beare an euyll wyll to Sion: shalbe confounded, and be made to turne backe from it.
6They shall be as the grasse growing vpon the house toppes: whiche withereth afore that it be shot foorth 7Whereof the mower fylleth not his hande: neither he that byndeth vp the sheaues his armes full. 8And they which go by, say not so much as the blessing of God be vpon you: we blesse you in the name of God. |