Psalms 56:8
In your anger, O God, cast them down. Hold them accountable for their wickedness.
In your anger, O God, cast them down. Hold them accountable for their wickedness.
Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book?
You record my wanderings; put my tears into your bottle; are they not in your book?
Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book?
Thou numberest my wanderings: Put thou my tears into thy bottle; Are they not in thy book?
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Thou tellest my flittinges, thou puttest my teares in thy botell, and nombrest them.
Thou hast counted my wandrings: put my teares into thy bottel: are they not in thy register?
Thou hast numbred my flittinges, thou hast put my teares in thy bottell: are not these thinges noted in thy booke?
¶ Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: [are they] not in thy book?
You number my wanderings. You put my tears into your bottle. Aren't they in your book?
My wandering Thou hast counted, Thou -- place Thou my tear in Thy bottle, Are they not in Thy book?
Thou numberest my wanderings: Put thou my tears into thy bottle; Are they not in thy book?
Thou numberest my wanderings: Put thou my tears into thy bottle; Are they not in thy book?
You have seen my wanderings; put the drops from my eyes into your bottle; are they not in your record?
You number my wanderings. You put my tears into your bottle. Aren't they in your book?
You keep track of my misery. Put my tears in your leather container! Are they not recorded in your scroll?
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16Surely then you will count my steps but not keep track of my sin.
17My transgression is sealed up in a bag, and you cover over my iniquity.
6All day long they twist my words; all their plans are against me for evil.
7They conspire, they lurk, they watch my steps, as they wait to take my life.
2I cry out to the LORD with my voice; with my voice I plead for mercy to the LORD.
3I pour out my complaint before Him; I declare my troubles to Him.
3My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God?
1For the director of music. A psalm of David. LORD, You have searched me and You know me.
2You know when I sit and when I rise; You understand my thoughts from afar.
3You discern my going out and my lying down; You are familiar with all my ways.
4Before a word is on my tongue, You, LORD, know it completely.
5You hem me in behind and before, and You lay Your hand upon me.
12With reproofs for iniquity, You discipline a man; like a moth, You consume his cherished things. Surely, every man is but a breath. Selah.
16Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in Your book before one of them came to be.
17How precious to me are Your thoughts, God! How vast is the sum of them!
18Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand—when I awake, I am still with You.
8For you have delivered my soul from death, my eyes from tears, my feet from stumbling.
26For You write bitter things against me and make me inherit the iniquities of my youth.
27You put my feet in shackles and watch all my ways; You set a limit for the soles of my feet.
9You have kept track of my wanderings; put my tears in your bottle; are they not recorded in your book?
7You are my hiding place; you will protect me from trouble and surround me with songs of deliverance. Selah.
4I remember God and moan; I meditate, and my spirit faints. Selah.
5More numerous than the hairs of my head are those who hate me without cause; powerful are those who seek to destroy me with lies. What I did not steal must I now restore?
7I hate those who pay regard to worthless idols, but I trust in the LORD.
5LORD God of Hosts, how long will you be angry with your people's prayers?
56You heard my plea: 'Do not close Your ear to my cry for relief.'
4Does He not see my ways and count all my steps?
9I am feeble and crushed; I groan because of the anguish of my heart.
6For in death, no one remembers You; in the grave, who can give You thanks?
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?
7Where can I go from Your Spirit? Where can I flee from Your presence?
8If I ascend to the heavens, You are there; if I make my bed in the depths, You are there.
20My intercessors are my friends; my eye drips to God.
8But my eyes are fixed on You, LORD, my Lord. In You I take refuge; do not leave my soul defenseless.
22Blessed be the LORD, for he has shown his wondrous love to me in a fortified city.
3But you, LORD, know me; you see me and test my heart toward you. Drag them off like sheep for slaughter and set them apart for the day of killing.
11He puts my feet in the stocks; He watches all my paths.
9You have not handed me over to the enemy, but you have set my feet in a spacious place.
9By day the LORD commands his steadfast love, and at night his song is with me—a prayer to the God of my life.
28But I know your sitting down, your going out and coming in, and your raging against Me.
1A Miktam of David: Guard me, O God, for I have taken refuge in You.
8My eyes grow weak from sorrow; they fail because of all my adversaries.
3I am sinking in deep mire where there is no foothold. I have come into deep waters, and the current has overwhelmed me.
8Protect me as you would the pupil of your eye; hide me in the shadow of your wings.
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.
136Streams of tears flow from my eyes because people do not keep Your law.
20I cry out to You, but You do not answer; I stand up, but You just look at me.
17For I said, "Lest they rejoice over me; when my foot slips, they magnify themselves against me."