Isaiah 25:4
For thou hast been a stronghold to the poor, a stronghold to the needy in his distress, a refuge from the storm, a shade from the heat, when the blast of the terrible ones is as a storm against the wall.
For thou hast been a stronghold to the poor, a stronghold to the needy in his distress, a refuge from the storm, a shade from the heat, when the blast of the terrible ones is as a storm against the wall.
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5As the heat in a dry place wilt thou bring down the noise of strangers; as the heat by the shade of a cloud, the song of the terrible ones shall be brought low.
2For thou hast made of a city a heap, of a fortified city a ruin, a palace of strangers to be no city; it shall never be built.
3Therefore shall a strong people glorify thee; a city of terrible nations shall fear thee.
6And there shall be a pavilion for a shade in the day-time from the heat, and for a refuge and for a covert from storm and from rain.
3For thou hast been a refuge for me, A strong tower from the enemy.
2And a man shall be as a hiding-place from the wind, and a covert from the tempest, as streams of water in a dry place, as the shade of a great rock in a weary land.
9that bringeth sudden destruction upon the strong, so that destruction cometh upon the fortress.
6Ye put to shame the counsel of the poor, Because Jehovah is his refuge.
9Jehovah also will be a high tower for the oppressed, A high tower in times of trouble;
3Behold, thou hast instructed many, And thou hast strengthened the weak hands.
4Thy words have upholden him that was falling, And thou hast made firm the feeble knees.
5But now it is come unto thee, and thou faintest; It toucheth thee, and thou art troubled.
2Behold, the Lord hath a mighty and strong one; as a tempest of hail, a destroying storm, as a tempest of mighty waters overflowing, will he cast down to the earth with the hand.
8I would haste me to a shelter From the stormy wind and tempest.
27I have made thee a trier [and] a fortress among my people; that thou mayest know and try their way.
14Thou hast seen [it] ; for thou beholdest mischief and spite, to requite it with thy hand: The helpless committeth [himself] unto thee; Thou hast been the helper of the fatherless.
8They are wet with the showers of the mountains, And embrace the rock for want of a shelter.
40Thou hast broken down all his hedges; Thou hast brought his strongholds to ruin.
15So pursue them with thy tempest, And terrify them with thy storm.
4Rescue the poor and needy: Deliver them out of the hand of the wicked.
1[For the Chief Musician. [A Psalm] of the sons of Korah; set to Alamoth. A Song]. God is our refuge and strength, A very present help in trouble.
9Thou hast sent widows away empty, And the arms of the fatherless have been broken.
10All my bones shall say, Jehovah, who is like unto thee, Who deliverest the poor from him that is too strong for him, Yea, the poor and the needy from him that robbeth him?
27When your fear cometh as a storm, And your calamity cometh on as a whirlwind; When distress and anguish come upon you.
22But Jehovah hath been my high tower, And my God the rock of my refuge.
4They turn the needy out of the way: The poor of the earth all hide themselves.
18For, behold, I have made thee this day a fortified city, and an iron pillar, and brazen walls, against the whole land, against the kings of Judah, against the princes thereof, against the priests thereof, and against the people of the land.
14In righteousness shalt thou be established: thou shalt be far from oppression, for thou shalt not fear; and from terror, for it shall not come near thee.
12And the high fortress of thy walls hath he brought down, laid low, and brought to the ground, even to the dust.
2My lovingkindness, and my fortress, My high tower, and my deliverer; My shield, and he in whom I take refuge; Who subdueth my people under me.
19But it shall hail in the downfall of the forest; and the city shall be utterly laid low.
3Be thou to me a rock of habitation, whereunto I may continually resort: Thou hast given commandment to save me; For thou art my rock and my fortress.
2O Jehovah, be gracious unto us; we have waited for thee: be thou our arm every morning, our salvation also in the time of trouble.
14Thou didst pierce with his own staves the head of his warriors: They came as a whirlwind to scatter me; Their rejoicing was as to devour the poor secretly.
1Why standest thou afar off, O Jehovah? Why hidest thou thyself in times of trouble?
10If thou faint in the day of adversity, Thy strength is small.
3A needy man that oppresseth the poor Is [like] a sweeping rain which leaveth no food.
7Thou hast not given water to the weary to drink, And thou hast withholden bread from the hungry.
2Bow down thine ear unto me; Deliver me speedily: Be thou to me a strong rock, A house of defence to save me.
14And stand thou not in the crossway, to cut off those of his that escape; and deliver not up those of his that remain in the day of distress.
29For thou art my lamp, O Jehovah; And Jehovah will lighten my darkness.
15But he saveth from the sword of their mouth, Even the needy from the hand of the mighty.
5Because of the oppression of the poor, because of the sighing of the needy, Now will I arise, saith Jehovah; I will set him in the safety he panteth for.
3And what will ye do in the day of visitation, and in the desolation which shall come from far? to whom will ye flee for help? and where will ye leave your glory?
27Therefore their inhabitants were of small power, they were dismayed and confounded; they were as the grass of the field, and as the green herb, as the grass on the housetops, and as a field [of grain] before it is grown up.
20Come, my people, enter thou into thy chambers, and shut thy doors about thee: hide thyself for a little moment, until the indignation be overpast.
10Thy congregation dwelt therein: Thou, O God, didst prepare of thy goodness for the poor.
19O Jehovah, my strength, and my stronghold, and my refuge in the day of affliction, unto thee shall the nations come from the ends of the earth, and shall say, Our fathers have inherited nought but lies, [even] vanity and things wherein there is no profit.
4Pluck me out of the net that they have laid privily for me; For thou art my stronghold.
1In that day shall this song be sung in the land of Judah: we have a strong city; salvation will he appoint for walls and bulwarks.