Psalms 10:12
Arise, O LORD; O God, lift up thine hand: forget not the humble.
Arise, O LORD; O God, lift up thine hand: forget not the humble.
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10 He croucheth, and humbleth himself, that the poor may fall by his strong ones.
11 He hath said in his heart, God hath forgotten: he hideth his face; he will never see it.
12 When he maketh inquisition for blood, he remembereth them: he forgetteth not the cry of the humble.
13 Have 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:
17 The wicked shall be turned into hell, and all the nations that forget God.
18 For the needy shall not alway be forgotten: the expectation of the poor shall not perish for ever.
19 Arise, O LORD; let not man prevail: let the heathen be judged in thy sight.
21 O let not the oppressed return ashamed: let the poor and needy praise thy name.
22 Arise, O God, plead thine own cause: remember how the foolish man reproacheth thee daily.
23 Forget not the voice of thine enemies: the tumult of those that rise up against thee increaseth continually.
23 Awake, why sleepest thou, O Lord? arise, cast us not off for ever.
24 Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and forgettest our affliction and our oppression?
13 Wherefore doth the wicked contemn God? he hath said in his heart, Thou wilt not require it.
14 Thou hast seen it; for thou beholdest mischief and spite, to requite it with thy hand: the poor committeth himself unto thee; thou art the helper of the fatherless.
6 Who humbleth himself to behold the things that are in heaven, and in the earth!
7 He raiseth up the poor out of the dust, and lifteth the needy out of the dunghill;
1 Why standest thou afar off, O LORD? why hidest thou thyself in times of trouble?
2 The wicked in his pride doth persecute the poor: let them be taken in the devices that they have imagined.
6 Arise, O LORD, in thine anger, lift up thyself because of the rage of mine enemies: and awake for me to the judgment that thou hast commanded.
10 Humble yourselves in the sight of the Lord, and he shall lift you up.
1 To the chief Musician, A alm of David. How long wilt thou forget me, O LORD? for ever? how long wilt thou hide thy face from me?
9 Hath God forgotten to be gracious? hath he in anger shut up his tender mercies? Selah.
10 And I said, This is my infirmity: but I will remember the years of the right hand of the most High.
20 Wherefore dost thou forget us for ever, and forsake us so long time?
11 LORD, when thy hand is lifted up, they will not see: but they shall see, and be ashamed for their envy at the people; yea, the fire of thine enemies shall devour them.
20 If we have forgotten the name of our God, or stretched out our hands to a strange god;
5 For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith the LORD; I will set him in safety from him that puffeth at him.
6 Though the LORD be high, yet hath he respect unto the lowly: but the proud he knoweth afar off.
14 O 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, thou hast heard the desire of the humble: thou wilt prepare their heart, thou wilt cause thine ear to hear:
23 Stir up thyself, and awake to my judgment, even unto my cause, my God and my Lord.
10 But thou, O LORD, be merciful unto me, and raise me up, that I may requite them.
18 Remember this, that the enemy hath reproached, O LORD, and that the foolish people have blasphemed thy name.
19 O deliver not the soul of thy turtledove unto the multitude of the wicked: forget not the congregation of thy poor for ever.
6 The LORD lifteth up the meek: he casteth the wicked down to the ground.
1 Remember, O LORD, what is come upon us: consider, and behold our reproach.
13 Arise, O LORD, disappoint him, cast him down: deliver my soul from the wicked, which is thy sword:
10 Hear, O LORD, and have mercy upon me: LORD, be thou my helper.
11 Let not the foot of pride come against me, and let not the hand of the wicked remove me.
2 Wherefore should the heathen say, Where is now their God?
22 Now consider this, ye that forget God, lest I tear you in pieces, and there be none to deliver.
41 Let us lift up our heart with our hands unto God in the heavens.
16 Because that he remembered not to shew mercy, but persecuted the poor and needy man, that he might even slay the broken in heart.
2 Lift up thyself, thou judge of the earth: render a reward to the proud.
10 Now will I rise, saith the LORD; now will I be exalted; now will I lift up myself.
5 Thou therefore, O LORD God of hosts, the God of Israel, awake to visit all the heathen: be not merciful to any wicked transgressors. Selah.
8 He raiseth up the poor out of the dust, and lifteth up the beggar from the dunghill, to set them among princes, and to make them inherit the throne of glory: for the pillars of the earth are the LORD'S, and he hath set the world upon them.
1 A alm and Song at the dedication of the house of David. I will extol thee, O LORD; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.
17 He will regard the prayer of the destitute, and not despise their prayer.
20 I cry unto thee, and thou dost not hear me: I stand up, and thou regardest me not.