Psalms 3:2
Many there be which 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.
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1LORD, how are they increased that trouble me! many are they that rise up against me.
3For strangers are risen up against me, and oppressors seek after my soul: they have not set God before them. Selah.
4Behold, God is mine helper: the Lord is with them that uphold my soul.
3But thou, O LORD, art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of mine head.
4I cried unto the LORD with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill. Selah.
10For mine enemies speak against me; and they that lay wait for my soul take counsel together,
11Saying, God hath forsaken him: persecute and take him; for there is none to deliver him.
12O God, be not far from me: O my God, make haste for my help.
18He hath delivered my soul in peace from the battle that was against me: for there were many with me.
11Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help.
4I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul.
21They have heard that I sigh: there is none to comfort me: all mine enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that thou hast done it: thou wilt bring the day that thou hast called, and they shall be like unto me.
22Let all their wickedness come before thee; and do unto them, as thou hast done unto me for all my transgressions: for my sighs are many, and my heart is faint.
6They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down: they have digged a pit before me, into the midst whereof they are fallen themselves. Selah.
26Help me, O LORD my God: O save me according to thy mercy:
3Draw out also the spear, and stop the way against them that persecute me: say unto my soul, I am thy salvation.
12For innumerable evils have compassed me about: mine iniquities have taken hold upon me, so that I am not able to look up; they are more than the hairs of mine head: therefore my heart faileth me.
3For, lo, they lie in wait for my soul: the mighty are gathered against me; not for my transgression, nor for my sin, O LORD.
14O God, the proud are risen against me, and the assemblies of violent men have sought after my soul; and have not set thee before them.
3For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.
9I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
10As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?
11Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.
5Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.
2How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart daily? how long shall mine enemy be exalted over me?
10Hear, O LORD, and have mercy upon me: LORD, be thou my helper.
14But I trusted in thee, O LORD: I said, Thou art my God.
3For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.
4Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
3He shall send from heaven, and save me from the reproach of him that would swallow me up. Selah. God shall send forth his mercy and his truth.
1My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring?
2For thou art the God of my strength: why dost thou cast me off? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
1In the LORD put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?
5Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.
12Give us help from trouble: for vain is the help of man.
5Let the enemy persecute my soul, and take it; yea, let him tread down my life upon the earth, and lay mine honour in the dust. Selah.
4Lest mine enemy say, I have prevailed against him; and those that trouble me rejoice when I am moved.
7In God is my salvation and my glory: the rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God.
13They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they have no helper.
13Thou hast thrust sore at me that I might fall: but the LORD helped me.
2O my soul, thou hast said unto the LORD, Thou art my Lord: my goodness extendeth not to thee;
19But be not thou far from me, O LORD: O my strength, haste thee to help me.
13Have mercy upon me, O LORD; consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate me, thou that liftest me up from the gates of death:
1Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say:
19Consider mine enemies; for they are many; and they hate me with cruel hatred.
6There be many that say, Who will shew us any good? LORD, lift thou up the light of thy countenance upon us.
2Mine enemies would daily swallow me up: for they be many that fight against me, O thou most High.
1Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me: for my soul trusteth in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities be overpast.
7All they that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying,
3My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long?