Psalms 74:19
O deliver not the soul of thy turtledove unto the multitude [of the wicked]: forget not the congregation of thy poor for ever.
O deliver not the soul of thy turtledove unto the multitude [of the wicked]: forget not the congregation of thy poor for ever.
These verses are found using AI-powered semantic similarity based on meaning and context. Results may occasionally include unexpected connections.
20Have respect unto the covenant: for the dark places of the earth are full of the habitations of cruelty.
21O let not the oppressed return ashamed: let the poor and needy praise thy name.
22Arise, O God, plead thine own cause: remember how the foolish man reproacheth thee daily.
23Forget not the voice of thine enemies: the tumult of those that rise up against thee increaseth continually.
18¶ Remember this, [that] the enemy hath reproached, O LORD, and [that] the foolish people have blasphemed thy name.
17The wicked shall be turned into hell, [and] all the nations that forget God.
18For the needy shall not alway be forgotten: the expectation of the poor shall [not] perish for ever.
11He hath said in his heart, God hath forgotten: he hideth his face; he will never see [it].
12¶ Arise, O LORD; O God, lift up thine hand: forget not the humble.
1¶ Maschil of Asaph. O God, why hast thou cast [us] off for ever? [why] doth thine anger smoke against the sheep of thy pasture?
2Remember thy congregation, [which] thou hast purchased of old; the rod of thine inheritance, [which] thou hast redeemed; this mount Zion, wherein thou hast dwelt.
12When he maketh inquisition for blood, he remembereth them: he forgetteth not the cry of the humble.
23Awake, why sleepest thou, O Lord? arise, cast [us] not off for ever.
24Wherefore hidest thou thy face, [and] forgettest our affliction and our oppression?
153¶ RESH. Consider mine affliction, and deliver me: for I do not forget thy law.
22Now consider this, ye that forget God, lest I tear [you] in pieces, and [there be] none to deliver.
10Thy congregation hath dwelt therein: thou, O God, hast prepared of thy goodness for the poor.
20Wherefore dost thou forget us for ever, [and] forsake us so long time?
4Deliver the poor and needy: rid [them] out of the hand of the wicked.
14Like a crane [or] a swallow, so did I chatter: I did mourn as a dove: mine eyes fail [with looking] upward: O LORD, I am oppressed; undertake for me.
16Because that he remembered not to shew mercy, but persecuted the poor and needy man, that he might even slay the broken in heart.
8O remember not against us former iniquities: let thy tender mercies speedily prevent us: for we are brought very low.
11Slay them not, lest my people forget: scatter them by thy power; and bring them down, O Lord our shield.
17And thou hast removed my soul far off from peace: I forgat prosperity.
11¶ Withhold not thou thy tender mercies from me, O LORD: let thy lovingkindness and thy truth continually preserve me.
1¶ To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. Blessed [is] he that considereth the poor: the LORD will deliver him in time of trouble.
2The LORD will preserve him, and keep him alive; [and] he shall be blessed upon the earth: and thou wilt not deliver him unto the will of his enemies.
17¶ All this is come upon us; yet have we not forgotten thee, neither have we dealt falsely in thy covenant.
21Do not abhor [us], for thy name's sake, do not disgrace the throne of thy glory: remember, break not thy covenant with us.
9Hath God forgotten to be gracious? hath he in anger shut up his tender mercies? Selah.
6Thou shalt not wrest the judgment of thy poor in his cause.
17And hide not thy face from thy servant; for I am in trouble: hear me speedily.
11¶ If thou forbear to deliver [them that are] drawn unto death, and [those that are] ready to be slain;
49Lord, where [are] thy former lovingkindnesses, [which] thou swarest unto David in thy truth?
6¶ Blessed [be] the LORD, who hath not given us [as] a prey to their teeth.
7Our soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken, and we are escaped.
7Remember not the sins of my youth, nor my transgressions: according to thy mercy remember thou me for thy goodness' sake, O LORD.
13Sing unto the LORD, praise ye the LORD: for he hath delivered the soul of the poor from the hand of evildoers.
1¶ To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. How long wilt thou forget me, O LORD? for ever? how long wilt thou hide thy face from me?
13He shall spare the poor and needy, and shall save the souls of the needy.
19Though thou hast sore broken us in the place of dragons, and covered us with the shadow of death.
21Forsake me not, O LORD: O my God, be not far from me.
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.
17¶ Lord, how long wilt thou look on? rescue my soul from their destructions, my darling from the lions.
11Let the sighing of the prisoner come before thee; according to the greatness of thy power preserve thou those that are appointed to die;
6Ye have shamed the counsel of the poor, because the LORD [is] his refuge.
33For the LORD heareth the poor, and despiseth not his prisoners.
9Cast me not off in the time of old age; forsake me not when my strength faileth.
14But Zion said, The LORD hath forsaken me, and my Lord hath forgotten me.
5Deliver thyself as a roe from the hand [of the hunter], and as a bird from the hand of the fowler.