Acts 2:27
because Thou wilt not leave my soul to hades, nor wilt Thou give Thy Kind One to see corruption;
because Thou wilt not leave my soul to hades, nor wilt Thou give Thy Kind One to see corruption;
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9Therefore hath my heart been glad, And my honour doth rejoice, Also my flesh dwelleth confidently:
10For Thou dost not leave my soul to Sheol, Nor givest thy saintly one to see corruption.
11Thou causest me to know the path of life; Fulness of joys `is' with Thy presence, Pleasant things by Thy right hand for ever!
34`And that He did raise him up out of the dead, no more to return to corruption, he hath said thus -- I will give to you the faithful kindnesses of David;
35wherefore also in another `place' he saith, Thou shalt not give Thy kind One to see corruption,
36for David, indeed, his own generation having served by the will of God, did fall asleep, and was added unto his fathers, and saw corruption,
37but he whom God did raise up, did not see corruption.
31having foreseen, he did speak concerning the rising again of the Christ, that his soul was not left to hades, nor did his flesh see corruption.
24whom God did raise up, having loosed the pains of the death, because it was not possible for him to be held by it,
25for David saith in regard to him: I foresaw the Lord always before me -- because He is on my right hand -- that I may not be moved;
26because of this was my heart cheered, and my tongue was glad, and yet -- my flesh also shall rest on hope,
28Thou didst make known to me ways of life, Thou shalt fill me with joy with Thy countenance.
3Jehovah, Thou hast brought up from Sheol my soul, Thou hast kept me alive, From going down `to' the pit.
15Only, God doth ransom my soul from the hand of Sheol, For He doth receive me. Selah.
13For Thy kindness `is' great toward me, And Thou hast delivered my soul from the lowest Sheol.
8For Thou hast delivered my soul from death, My eyes from tears, my feet from overthrowing.
13For Thou hast delivered my soul from death, Dost Thou not my feet from falling? To walk habitually before God in the light of the living!
17Lo, to peace He changed for me bitterness, And Thou hast delighted in my soul without corruption, For Thou hast cast behind Thy back all my sins.
18For Sheol doth not confess Thee, Death doth not praise Thee, Those going down to the pit hope not for Thy truth.
17I do not die, but live, And recount the works of Jah,
18Jah hath sorely chastened me, And to death hath not given me up.
1To the Overseer, on `The Hind of the Morning.' -- A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why hast Thou forsaken me? Far from my salvation, The words of my roaring?
9Hide not Thy face from me, Turn not aside in anger Thy servant, My help Thou hast been. Leave me not, nor forsake me, O God of my salvation.
9And still he liveth for ever, He seeth not the pit.
20Because Thou hast showed me many and sad distresses, Thou turnest back -- Thou revivest me, And from the depths of the earth, Thou turnest back -- Thou bringest me up.
6To the cuttings of mountains I have come down, The earth, her bars `are' behind me to the age. And Thou bringest up from the pit my life, O Jehovah my God.
8If I ascend the heavens -- there Thou `art', And spread out a couch in Sheol, lo, Thee!
11Is Thy kindness recounted in the grave? Thy faithfulness in destruction?
3For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.
34for David did not go up to the heavens, and he saith himself: The Lord saith to my lord, Sit thou at my right hand,
33Jehovah doth not leave him in his hand, Nor condemn him in his being judged.
11Cast me not forth from Thy presence, And Thy Holy Spirit take not from me.
5For there is not in death Thy memorial, In Sheol, who doth give thanks to Thee?
9Do not gather with sinners my soul, And with men of blood my life,
8But to Thee, O Jehovah, my Lord, `are' mine eyes, In Thee I have trusted, Make not bare my soul.
14Why, O Jehovah, castest Thou off my soul? Thou hidest Thy face from me.
2Thou hast said to Jehovah, `My Lord Thou `art';' My good `is' not for thine own sake;
5Among the dead -- free, As pierced ones lying in the grave, Whom Thou hast not remembered any more, Yea, they by Thy hand have been cut off.
6Thou hast put me in the lowest pit, In dark places, in depths.
48Who `is' the man that liveth, and doth not see death? He delivereth his soul from the hand of Sheol. Selah.
8`Roll unto Jehovah, He doth deliver him, He doth deliver him, for he delighted in him.'
8Cleaved hath my soul after Thee, On me hath Thy right hand taken hold.
9And they who for desolation seek my soul, Go in to the lower parts of the earth.
5Into Thy hand I commit my spirit, Thou hast redeemed me, Jehovah God of truth.
3He suffereth not thy foot to be moved, Thy preserver slumbereth not.
4And I -- I said: I have been cast out from before Thine eyes, (Yet I add to look unto Thy holy temple!)
13O that in Sheol Thou wouldst conceal me, Hide me till the turning of Thine anger, Set for me a limit, and remember me.
14From the hand of Sheol I do ransom them, From death I redeem them, Where `is' thy plague, O death? Where thy destruction, O Sheol? Repentance is hid from Mine eyes.
9`What gain `is' in my blood? In my going down unto corruption? Doth dust thank Thee? doth it declare Thy truth?
7I rejoice, and am glad in Thy kindness, In that Thou hast seen mine affliction, Thou hast known in adversities my soul.