Psalms 124:7
Our soul has escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken, and we have escaped.
Our soul has escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken, and we have escaped.
We have escaped like a bird from the snare of the fowlers; the snare is broken, and we have escaped.
Our soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken, and we are escaped.
ye snare is broke, and we are delyuered.
Our soule is escaped, euen as a bird out of the snare of the foulers: the snare is broken, and we are deliuered.
Our soule is escaped, euen as a byrde out of the snare of the fouler: the snare is broken, and we be escaped.
Our soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken, and we are escaped.
Our soul has escaped like a bird out of the fowler's snare. The snare is broken, and we have escaped.
Our soul as a bird hath escaped from a snare of fowlers, The snare was broken, and we have escaped.
Our soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: The snare is broken, and we are escaped.
Our soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: The snare is broken, and we are escaped.
Our soul has gone free like a bird out of the net of those who would take her: the net is broken, and we are free.
Our soul has escaped like a bird out of the fowler's snare. The snare is broken, and we have escaped.
We escaped with our lives, like a bird from a hunter’s snare. The snare broke, and we escaped.
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2If it had not been the LORD who was on our side, when men rose up against us:
3Then they would have swallowed us alive, when their wrath was kindled against us:
4Then the waters would have overwhelmed us, the stream would have gone over our soul:
5Then the proud waters would have gone over our soul.
6Blessed be the LORD, who has not given us as a prey to their teeth.
8Our help is in the name of the LORD, who made heaven and earth.
5Deliver yourself like a gazelle from the hand of the hunter, and like a bird from the hand of the fowler.
17As for us, our eyes failed as we watched for a nation that could not save us.
18They hunted our steps, so that we could not walk in our streets; our end drew near, our days were fulfilled, for our end came.
19Our persecutors were swifter than the eagles of the sky; they pursued us on the mountains, they lay in wait for us in the wilderness.
20The breath of our nostrils, the anointed of the LORD, was captured in their pits, of whom we said, 'Under his shadow we shall live among the nations.'
1In the LORD I put my trust; how can you say to my soul, 'Flee as a bird to your mountain'?
9Keep me from the snares they have laid for me, and the traps of the workers of iniquity.
10Let the wicked fall into their own nets, while I escape completely.
3Surely He shall deliver you from the snare of the fowler and from the deadly pestilence.
5The proud have hidden a snare for me, and cords; they have spread a net by the wayside; they have set traps for me. Selah.
6They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down; they have dug a pit before me; into the midst of it they have fallen themselves. Selah.
5Can a bird fall into a snare upon the earth, where no trap is set for it? Shall one take up a snare from the earth, and have taken nothing at all?
4Pull me out of the net that they have secretly laid for me: for you are my strength.
4Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorn of those who are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud.
10The snare is laid for him in the ground, and a trap for him in the way.
9Who keeps our soul among the living, and does not allow our feet to be moved.
19to deliver their soul from death and to keep them alive in famine.
20Our soul waits for the LORD; he is our help and our shield.
8For You have delivered my soul from death, my eyes from tears, and my feet from falling.
19Though You have severely broken us in the place of dragons, and covered us with the shadow of death.
17Surely in vain the net is spread in the sight of any bird.
5Our necks are under persecution; we labor and have no rest.
25For our soul is bowed down to the dust: our belly clings to the earth.
47Fear and a snare have come upon us, desolation and destruction.
14The captive exile hastens to be loosed, and that he should not die in the pit, nor that his bread should fail.
8Servants rule over us; there is none to deliver us from their hand.
9We get our bread at the risk of our lives because of the sword in the wilderness.
15My eyes are ever toward the LORD, for He shall pluck my feet out of the net.
13Sing to the LORD, praise the LORD: for he has delivered the soul of the poor from the hand of evildoers.
12Give us help from trouble: for vain is the help of man.
7For without cause they have hidden their net for me in a pit, which they have dug without cause for my soul.
2Lest they tear my soul like a lion, rending it in pieces, while there is none to deliver.
23Until a dart strikes through his liver; as a bird hastes to the snare, and does not know that it is for his life.
11You brought us into the net; you laid affliction upon our loins.
7But You have saved us from our enemies, and have put them to shame that hated us.
7Our bones are scattered at the mouth of the grave, as when one cuts and splits wood upon the earth.
47Save us, O LORD our God, and gather us from among the heathen, to give thanks to your holy name, and to triumph in your praise.
15O LORD God of Israel, You are righteous, for we remain yet as escaped, as it is this day. Behold, we are before You in our trespasses, for we cannot stand before You because of this.
4Restore our fortunes, O LORD, as the streams in the south.
8They are brought down and fallen: but we are risen, and stand upright.
15The nations have sunk down in the pit that they made; in the net which they hid, their own foot is taken.
110The wicked have laid a snare for me, yet I have not strayed from Your precepts.
4How shall we sing the LORD'S song in a foreign land?
13Arise, O LORD, confront him, cast him down; deliver my soul from the wicked, which is your sword: