Isaiah 38:16
Lord, by these do `men' live, And by all in them `is' the life of my spirit, And Thou savest me, make me also to live,
Lord, by these do `men' live, And by all in them `is' the life of my spirit, And Thou savest me, make me also to live,
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15-- What do I say? seeing He said to me, And He Himself hath wrought, I go softly all my years for the bitterness of my soul.
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.
12Life and kindness Thou hast done with me. And Thy inspection hath preserved my spirit.
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.
2God liveth! He turned aside my judgment, And the Mighty -- He made my soul bitter.
3For all the while my breath `is' in me, And the spirit of God in my nostrils.
10`I -- I said in the cutting off of my days, I go in to the gates of Sheol, I have numbered the remnant of mine years.
11I said, I do not see Jah -- Jah! In the land of the living, I do not behold man any more, With the inhabitants of the world.
30To bring back his soul from the pit, To be enlightened with the light of the living.
14If a man dieth -- doth he revive? All days of my warfare I wait, till my change come.
2Jehovah my God, I have cried to Thee, And Thou dost heal me.
3Jehovah, Thou hast brought up from Sheol my soul, Thou hast kept me alive, From going down `to' the pit.
11For Thy name's sake O Jehovah, Thou dost quicken me, In Thy righteousness, Thou bringest out from distress my soul,
8For Thou hast delivered my soul from death, My eyes from tears, my feet from overthrowing.
9I walk habitually before Jehovah In the lands of the living.
4The Spirit of God hath made me, And the breath of the Mighty doth quicken me.
58Thou hast pleaded, O Lord, the pleadings of my soul, Thou hast redeemed my life.
3And now, O Jehovah, take, I pray Thee, my soul from me, for better `is' my death than my life.'
13Look from me, and I brighten up before I go and am not!
14Heal me, O Jehovah, and I am healed, Save me, and I am saved, for my praise `art' Thou.
5I have cried unto thee, O Jehovah, I have said, `Thou `art' my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.'
28He hath ransomed my soul From going over into the pit, And my life on the light looketh.'
9Favour me, O Jehovah, for distress `is' to me, Mine eye, my soul, and my body Have become old by provocation.
10For my life hath been consumed in sorrow And my years in sighing. Feeble because of mine iniquity hath been my strength, And my bones have become old.
6Dost Thou not turn back? Thou revivest us, And Thy people do rejoice in Thee.
50This `is' my comfort in mine affliction, That Thy saying hath quickened me.
39What -- sigh habitually doth a living man, A man for his sin?
25`Daleth.' Cleaved to the dust hath my soul, Quicken me according to Thy word.
19The living, the living, he doth confess Thee.
20Like myself to-day -- a father to sons Doth make known of Thy faithfulness, O Jehovah -- to save me: And my songs we sing all days of our lives In the house of Jehovah.'
5Thus said the Lord Jehovah to these bones: Lo, I am bringing into you a spirit, and ye have lived,
175My soul liveth, and it doth praise Thee, And Thy judgments do help me.
12Restore to me the joy of Thy salvation, And a willing spirit doth sustain me.
1Praise ye Jah! Praise, O my soul, Jehovah.
2I praise Jehovah during my life, I sing praise to my God while I exist.
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.
4And my spirit in me is become feeble, Within me is my heart become desolate.
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.
48Who `is' the man that liveth, and doth not see death? He delivereth his soul from the hand of Sheol. Selah.
15Because for Thee, O Jehovah, I have waited, Thou dost answer, O Lord my God.
14Wherefore do I take my flesh in my teeth? And my soul put in my hand?
1My spirit hath been destroyed, My days extinguished -- graves `are' for me.
4Turn back, O Jehovah, draw out my soul, Save me for Thy kindness' sake.
6Jehovah putteth to death, and keepeth alive, He bringeth down to Sheol, and bringeth up.
18He keepeth back his soul from corruption, And his life from passing away by a dart.
16I have wasted away -- not to the age do I live. Cease from me, for my days `are' vanity.
2Favour me, O Jehovah, for I `am' weak, Heal me, O Jehovah, For troubled have been my bones,
23For I have known To death Thou dost bring me back, And `to' the house appointed for all living.
26And after my skin hath compassed this `body', Then from my flesh I see God: