Psalms 71:6
I have relied on you from the womb. You are he who took me out of my mother's womb. I will always praise you.
I have relied on you from the womb. You are he who took me out of my mother's womb. I will always praise you.
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9 But you brought me out of the womb. You made me trust at my mother's breasts.
10 I was thrown on you from my mother's womb. You are my God since my mother bore me.
11 Don't be far from me, for trouble is near. For there is none to help.
7 I am a marvel to many, but you are my strong refuge.
8 My mouth shall be filled with your praise, with your honor all the day.
13 For you formed my inmost being. You knit me together in my mother's womb.
14 I will give thanks to you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Your works are wonderful. My soul knows that very well.
15 My frame wasn't hidden from you, when I was made in secret, woven together in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my body. In your book they were all written, the days that were ordained for me, when as yet there were none of them.
5 For you are my hope, Lord Yahweh; my confidence from my youth.
18 (no, from my youth he grew up with me as with a father, her have I guided from my mother's womb);
17 because he didn't kill me from the womb; and so my mother would have been my grave, and her womb always great.
18 Why came I forth out of the womb to see labor and sorrow, that my days should be consumed with shame?
17 God, you have taught me from my youth. Until now, I have declared your wondrous works.
1 Listen, islands, to me; and listen, you peoples, from far: Yahweh has called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother has he made mention of my name:
2 and he has made my mouth like a sharp sword; in the shadow of his hand, he has hidden me: and he has made me a polished shaft; in his quiver has he kept me close:
3 "Listen to me, house of Jacob, and all the remnant of the house of Israel, that have been borne [by me] from their birth, that have been carried from the womb;
5 Behold, I was brought forth in iniquity. In sin my mother conceived me.
10 When my father and my mother forsake me, then Yahweh will take me up.
12 As for me, you uphold me in my integrity, and set me in your presence forever.
1 Preserve me, God, for in you do I take refuge.
5 "Before I formed you in the belly, I knew you. Before you came forth out of the womb, I sanctified you. I have appointed you a prophet to the nations."
1 I will extol you, Yahweh, for you have raised me up, and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.
23 Nevertheless, I am continually with you. You have held my right hand.
28 You are my God, and I will give thanks to you. You are my God, I will exalt you.
18 "'Why, then, have you brought me forth out of the womb? I wish I had given up the spirit, and no eye had seen me.
10 because it didn't shut up the doors of my mother's womb, nor did it hide trouble from my eyes.
11 "Why didn't I die from the womb? Why didn't I give up the spirit when my mother bore me?
12 Why did the knees receive me? Or why the breast, that I should nurse?
3 Be to me a rock of refuge to which I may always go. Give the command to save me, for you are my rock and my fortress.
35 You have also given me the shield of your salvation. Your right hand sustains me. Your gentleness has made me great.
7 For you have been my help. I will rejoice in the shadow of your wings.
16 He sent from on high. He took me. He drew me out of many waters.
3 For I was a son to my father, tender and an only child in the sight of my mother.
2 From the lips of babes and infants you have established strength, because of your adversaries, that you might silence the enemy and the avenger.
20 You, who have shown us many and bitter troubles, you will let me live. You will bring us up again from the depths of the earth.
21 Increase my honor, and comfort me again.
22 I will also praise you with the harp for your faithfulness, my God. I sing praises to you with the lyre, Holy One of Israel.
27 For this child I prayed; and Yahweh has given me my petition which I asked of him.
3 For you have been a refuge for me, a strong tower from the enemy.
14 But I trust in you, Yahweh. I said, "You are my God."
17 He sent from on high and he took me. He drew me out of many waters.
1 Lord, you have been our dwelling place for all generations.
4 Pluck me out of the net that they have laid secretly for me, for you are my stronghold.
117 Hold me up, and I will be safe, and will have respect for your statutes continually.
8 For you have delivered my soul from death, my eyes from tears, and my feet from falling.
14 But I will always hope, and will add to all of your praise.
6 I said to Yahweh, "You are my God." Listen to the cry of my petitions, Yahweh.
3 Yahweh, you have brought up my soul from Sheol. You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.
26 He will call to me, 'You are my Father, my God, and the rock of my salvation!'