2 Samuel 22:34
Making my feet like hinds, And on my high places causeth me to stand,
Making my feet like hinds, And on my high places causeth me to stand,
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32God! who is girding me `with' strength, And He maketh perfect my way.
33Making my feet like hinds, And on my high places causeth me to stand.
34Teaching my hands for battle, And a bow of brass was brought down by my arms.
35And Thou givest to me the shield of Thy salvation, And Thy right hand doth support me, And Thy lowliness maketh me great.
36Thou enlargest my step under me, And mine ankles have not slidden.
19Jehovah the Lord `is' my strength, And He doth make my feet like hinds, And on my high-places causeth me to tread. To the overseer with my stringed instruments!
33God -- my bulwark, `my' strength, And He maketh perfect my way;
35Teaching my hands for battle, And brought down was a bow of brass by mine arms,
36And Thou givest to me the shield of Thy salvation, And Thy lowliness maketh me great.
37Thou enlargest my step under me, And mine ankles have not slidden.
11He doth put in the stocks my feet, He doth watch all my paths.'
2And He doth cause me to come up From a pit of desolation -- from mire of mud, And He raiseth up on a rock my feet, He is establishing my steps.
3And He putteth in my mouth a new song, `Praise to our God.' Many do see and fear, and trust in Jehovah.
27And puttest in the stocks my feet, And observest all my paths, On the roots of my feet Thou settest a print,
30For by Thee I run -- a troop, By my God I leap a wall.
31God! Perfect `is' His way, The saying of Jehovah is tried, A shield He `is' to all those trusting in Him.
2Jehovah `is' my rock, and my bulwark, And my deliverer, My God `is' my rock, I trust in Him: My shield, and a horn of my salvation, My high tower.
29For by Thee I run -- a troop! And by my God I leap a wall.
30God! perfect `is' His way, The saying of Jehovah is tried, A shield `is' He to all those trusting in Him.
1By David. Blessed `is' Jehovah my rock, who is teaching My hands for war, my fingers for battle.
2My kind one, and my bulwark, My tower, and my deliverer, My shield, and in whom I have trusted, Who is subduing my people under me!
5To uphold my goings in Thy paths, My steps have not slidden.
48God -- who is giving vengeance to me, And bringing down peoples under me,
49And bringing me forth from mine enemies, Yea, above my withstanders Thou raisest me up. From a man of violence Thou deliverest me.
2In pastures of tender grass He causeth me to lie down, By quiet waters He doth lead me.
3My soul He refresheth, He leadeth me in paths of righteousness, For His name's sake,
11On His step hath my foot laid hold, His way I have kept, and turn not aside,
2And he maketh my mouth as a sharp sword, In the shadow of His hand He hath hid me, And He maketh me for a clear arrow, In His quiver He hath hid me.
21They dig in a valley, and he rejoiceth in power, He goeth forth to meet the armour.
14And for all the high mountains, And for all the exalted heights,
39And I consume them, and smite them, And they rise not, and fall under my feet.
40And Thou girdest me `with' strength for battle, Thou causest my withstanders to bow under me.
2and he saith: `Jehovah `is' my rock, And my bulwark, and a deliverer to me,
3My God `is' my rock -- I take refuge in Him; My shield, and the horn of my salvation, My high tower, and my refuge! My Saviour, from violence Thou savest me!
20And He bringeth me out to a large place, He draweth me out for He delighted in me.
8For Thou hast delivered my soul from death, My eyes from tears, my feet from overthrowing.
38I smite them, and they are not able to rise, They fall under my feet,
39And Thou girdest me `with' strength for battle, Causest my withstanders to bow under me.
2As nothing, have my steps slipped, For I have been envious of the boastful,
4Bright `art' Thou, honourable above hills of prey.
13From above He hath sent fire into my bone, And it subdueth it, He hath spread a net for my feet, He hath turned me backward, He hath made me desolate -- all the day sick.
15Mine eyes `are' continually unto Jehovah, For He bringeth out from a net my feet.
12My foot hath stood in uprightness, In assemblies I bless Jehovah!
9Who hath placed our soul in life, And suffered not our feet to be moved.
18The high hills `are' for wild goats, Rocks `are' a refuge for conies,
17He sendeth from above -- He taketh me, He draweth me out of many waters.
11My ways He is turning aside, and He pulleth me in pieces, He hath made me a desolation.
8And Thou hast not shut me up, Into the hand of an enemy, Thou hast caused my feet to stand in a broad place.
13Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall.
7Jehovah `is' my strength, and my shield, In Him my heart trusted, and I have been helped. And my heart exulteth, And with my song I thank Him.