Psalms 13:2
How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart daily? how long shall mine enemy be exalted over me?
How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart daily? how long shall mine enemy be exalted over me?
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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?
3 For 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.
4 Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
3 My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long?
3 Consider and hear me, O LORD my God: lighten mine eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death;
4 Lest mine enemy say, I have prevailed against him; and those that trouble me rejoice when I am moved.
24 Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and holdest me for thine enemy?
9 I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
10 As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?
11 Why 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.
10 O God, how long shall the adversary reproach? shall the enemy blaspheme thy name for ever?
5 Let 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.
1 A alm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. LORD, how are they increased that trouble me! many are they that rise up against me.
2 Many there be which say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. Selah.
46 How long, LORD? wilt thou hide thyself for ever? shall thy wrath burn like fire?
5 Mine enemies speak evil of me, When shall he die, and his name perish?
2 For thou art the God of my strength: why dost thou cast me off? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
1 To the chief Musician upon Jonath-elem-rechokim, Michtam of David, when the Philistines took him in Gath. Be merciful unto me, O God: for man would swallow me up; he fighting daily oppresseth me.
2 Mine enemies would daily swallow me up: for they be many that fight against me, O thou most High.
10 For mine enemies speak against me; and they that lay wait for my soul take counsel together,
3 LORD, how long shall the wicked, how long shall the wicked triumph?
84 How many are the days of thy servant? when wilt thou execute judgment on them that persecute me?
5 How long, LORD? wilt thou be angry for ever? shall thy jealousy burn like fire?
3 Because of the voice of the enemy, because of the oppression of the wicked: for they cast iniquity upon me, and in wrath they hate me.
7 Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.
21 They have heard that I sigh: there is none to comfort me: all mine enemies have heard of my trouble; they are gd that thou hast done it: thou wilt bring the day that thou hast called, and they shall be like unto me.
22 Let 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.
3 My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
6 My soul hath long dwelt with him that hateth peace.
8 Mine enemies reproach me all the day; and they that are mad against me are sworn against me.
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:
19 How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
19 Consider mine enemies; for they are many; and they hate me with cruel hatred.
5 Why 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.
7 Let mine enemy be as the wicked, and he that riseth up against me as the unrighteous.
2 O ye sons of men, how long will ye turn my glory into shame? how long will ye love vanity, and seek after leasing? Selah.
4 O LORD God of hosts, how long wilt thou be angry against the prayer of thy people?
2 How long will ye vex my soul, and break me in pieces with words?
14 LORD, why castest thou off my soul? why hidest thou thy face from me?
3 Surely against me is he turned; he turneth his hand against me all the day.
9 Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: mine eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my belly.
10 For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
15 What shall I say? he hath both spoken unto me, and himself hath done it: I shall go softly all my years in the bitterness of my soul.
13 From above hath he sent fire into my bones, and it prevaileth against them: he hath spread a net for my feet, he hath turned me back: he hath made me desote and faint all the day.
1 My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
13 I reckoned till morning, that, as a lion, so will he break all my bones: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.
5 Why 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.
24 Judge me, O LORD my God, according to thy righteousness; and let them not rejoice over me.
13 Let them be confounded and consumed that are adversaries to my soul; let them be covered with reproach and dishonour that seek my hurt.
17 Lord, how long wilt thou look on? rescue my soul from their destructions, my darling from the lions.