Psalms 3:2
LORD, how many are my enemies! Many are rising up against me.
LORD, how many are my enemies! Many are rising up against me.
Many there be which say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. Selah.
Many there are who say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. Selah.
Many there be which say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. Selah.
Yee many one there be that saye off my soule: there is no helpe for him in God.
Many say to my soule, There is no helpe for him in God. Selah.
Many say of my soule: there is no saluation for it in God. Selah.
Many [there be] which say of my soul, [There is] no help for him in God. Selah.
Many there are who say of my soul, "There is no help for him in God." Selah.
Many are saying of my soul, `There is no salvation for him in God.' Selah.
Many there are that say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. Selah
Many there are that say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. {{Selah
Unnumbered are those who say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. (Selah.)
Many there are who say of my soul, "There is no help for him in God." Selah.
Many say about me,“God will not deliver him.”(Selah)
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1A psalm of David, composed when he fled from his son Absalom.
3God, save me by Your name, and vindicate me by Your power.
4God, hear my prayer; listen to the words of my mouth.
3Many say of me, "There is no salvation for him in God." Selah.
4But you, LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
10For my enemies have spoken against me; those who watch my life conspire together.
11They say, 'God has forsaken him; pursue him and seize him, for no one will deliver him.'
12God, do not be far from me; my God, come quickly to help me.
18Evening, morning, and noon, I will complain and moan, and He hears my voice.
11From birth I was cast upon you; from my mother’s womb, you have been my God.
4When my spirit grows faint within me, You know my path. In the way where I walk, they have hidden a trap for me.
21People have heard my groaning, but there is no one to comfort me. All my enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that you have done it. Bring the day you have announced, so they may become like me.
22Let all their wickedness come before you; deal with them as you have dealt with me because of all my sins. My groans are many, and my heart is faint.
6Be exalted, O God, above the heavens; let Your glory be over all the earth.
26Help me, Lord my God; save me according to Your steadfast love.
3Draw out the spear and block the way against my pursuers. Say to my soul, 'I am your salvation.'
12LORD, do not withhold Your mercy from me; may Your love and truth always protect me.
3Deliver me from evildoers, and save me from those who thirst for blood.
14O God, arrogant people have risen against me; a band of ruthless men seeks my life, and they do not set You before them.
3Let my prayer come before you; incline your ear to my cry.
9By day the LORD commands his steadfast love, and at night his song is with me—a prayer to the God of my life.
10I say to God, my rock: 'Why have you forgotten me? Why must I go about mourning, oppressed by the enemy?'
11With crushing pain in my bones, my enemies taunt me, saying to me all day long, 'Where is your God?'
5These things I remember as I pour out my soul: how I used to go with the multitude, leading the procession to the house of God, with shouts of joy and thanksgiving among the celebrating crowd.
2How long, Lord, will You forget me forever? How long will You hide Your face from me?
10What profit is there in my blood, if I go down to the pit? Will the dust praise You? Will it declare Your faithfulness?
14For I hear the slander of many; terror surrounds me as they conspire together against me and plot to take my life.
3For the enemy has pursued me, crushing my life to the ground and making me dwell in darkness, like those long dead.
4My spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart is appalled inside me.
3I will call to God Most High, to God who accomplishes His purpose for me.
1For the director, to the tune of 'The Doe of the Morning,' a psalm of David.
2For You are the God of my refuge; why have You rejected me? Why must I go about mourning under the oppression of my enemy?
1For the director of music. Of David: I have taken refuge in the LORD. How can you say to me, "Flee like a bird to your mountain"?
5Why are you cast down, my soul, and why are you so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will still praise Him—my Savior and my God.
12Have you not rejected us, O God? Do you not march out with our armies, O God?
5if I have repaid my friend with evil or have plundered my enemy without cause,
4Look on me and answer, Lord my God. Give light to my eyes, or I will sleep in death.
7Truly He is my rock and my salvation; He is my fortress, I will not be shaken.
13They tear up my path; they help advance my ruin, even though no one comes to assist them.
13You pushed me hard so that I was falling, but the Lord helped me.
2I said to the LORD, 'You are my Lord; I have no good apart from You.'
19They divide my garments among them and cast lots for my clothing.
13For he who avenges blood remembers them; he does not ignore the cries of the afflicted.
1A song of ascents: They have greatly afflicted me from my youth—let Israel now say—
19Look at my enemies, for they are many, and they hate me with violent hatred.
6Offer right sacrifices and trust in the LORD.
2Be gracious to me, O God, for mankind pursues me; all day long an attacker oppresses me!
1To the chief musician: Do not destroy. A miktam of David, when he fled from Saul into the cave.
7But I am a worm and not a man, scorned by mankind and despised by the people.
3Be gracious to me, LORD, for I am weak; heal me, LORD, for my bones are shaking with fear.