Job 16:18
O earth, do not thou cover my blood! And let there not be a place for my cry.
O earth, do not thou cover my blood! And let there not be a place for my cry.
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15Sackcloth I have sewed on my skin, And have rolled in the dust my horn.
16My face is foul with weeping, And on mine eyelids `is' death-shade.
17Not for violence in my hands, And my prayer `is' pure.
19Also, now, lo, in the heavens `is' my witness, And my testifier in the high places.
10And He saith, `What hast thou done? the voice of thy brother's blood is crying unto Me from the ground;
11and now, cursed `art' thou from the ground, which hath opened her mouth to receive the blood of thy brother from thy hand;
8Unto Thee, O Jehovah, I call, And unto Jehovah I make supplication.
9`What gain `is' in my blood? In my going down unto corruption? Doth dust thank Thee? doth it declare Thy truth?
12Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, And `to' my cry give ear, Unto my tear be not silent, For a sojourner I `am' with Thee, A settler like all my fathers.
56My voice Thou hast heard, Hide not Thine ear at my breathing -- at my cry.
1A Prayer of the afflicted when he is feeble, and before Jehovah poureth out his plaint. O Jehovah, hear my prayer, yea, my cry to Thee cometh.
7Lo, I cry out -- violence, and am not answered, I cry aloud, and there is no judgment.
7For her blood in her midst hath been, On a clear place of a rock she hath set it, She hath not poured it on the earth, To cover it over with dust.
8To cause fury to come up to take vengeance, I have put her blood on a clear place of a rock -- not to be covered.
38If against me my land doth cry out, And together its furrows weep,
13O that in Sheol Thou wouldst conceal me, Hide me till the turning of Thine anger, Set for me a limit, and remember me.
10and they were crying with a great voice, saying, `Till when, O Master, the Holy and the True, dost Thou not judge and take vengeance of our blood from those dwelling upon the land?'
17A man oppressed with the blood of a soul, Unto the pit fleeth, none taketh hold on him.
9Do not gather with sinners my soul, And with men of blood my life,
1By David. Unto Thee, O Jehovah, I call, My rock, be not silent to me! Lest Thou be silent to me, And I have been compared With those going down to the pit.
21For, lo, Jehovah is coming out of His place, To charge the iniquity of the inhabitant of the earth upon him, And revealed hath the earth her blood, Nor doth she cover any more her slain!'
24Judge me according to Thy righteousness, O Jehovah my God, And they do not rejoice over me.
1To the Overseer, on stringed instruments. -- By David. Hear, O God, my loud cry, attend to my prayer.
22A cry is heard from their houses, For Thou bringest against them suddenly a troop, For they dug a pit to capture me, And snares they have hidden for my feet.
23And Thou, O Jehovah, Thou hast known, All their counsel against me `is' for death, Thou dost not cover over their iniquity, Nor their sin from before Thee blottest out, And they are made to stumble before Thee, In the time of Thine anger work against them!
2My prayer cometh in before Thee, Incline Thine ear to my loud cry,
12`Jehovah doth judge between me and thee, and Jehovah hath avenged me of thee, and my hand is not on thee;
19Who `is' he that doth strive with me? For now I keep silent and gasp.
20Only two things, O God, do with me: Then from Thy face I am not hidden.
14Deliver me from blood, O God, God of my salvation, My tongue singeth of Thy righteousness.
17O Jehovah, let me not be ashamed, For I have called Thee, let the wicked be ashamed, Let them become silent to Sheol.
15Let not a flood of waters overflow me, Nor let the deep swallow me up, Nor let the pit shut her mouth upon me.
12For He who is seeking for blood Them hath remembered, He hath not forgotten the cry of the afflicted.
18And why from the womb Hast Thou brought me forth? I expire, and the eye doth not see me.
21Thou dost not take away my transgression, And cause to pass away mine iniquity, Because now, for dust I lie down: And Thou hast sought me -- and I am not!
2My God, I call by day, and Thou answerest not, And by night, and there is no silence to me.
20I cry unto Thee, And Thou dost not answer me, I have stood, and Thou dost consider me.
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.
1To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David. O God of my praise, be not silent,
5An enemy pursueth my soul, and overtaketh, And treadeth down to the earth my life, And my honour placeth in the dust. Selah.
10and innocent blood is not shed in the midst of thy land which Jehovah thy God is giving to thee -- an inheritance, and there hath been upon thee blood.
1A Prayer of David. Hear, O Jehovah, righteousness, attend my cry, Give ear `to' my prayer, without lips of deceit.
17Because he hath not put me to death from the womb, And my mother is to me -- my grave, And her womb a pregnancy age-during.
1To the Overseer with stringed instruments. -- An instruction, by David. Give ear, O God, `to' my prayer, And hide not from my supplication.
22Come in doth all their evil before Thee, And one is doing to them as Thou hast done to me, For all my transgressions, For many `are' my sighs, and my heart `is' sick!
6In mine adversity I call Jehovah, And unto my God I cry. He heareth from His temple my voice, And My cry before Him cometh into His ears.
20`And now, let not my blood fall to the earth over-against the face of Jehovah, for the king of Israel hath come out to seek one flea, as `one' pursueth the partridge in mountains.'
17For I have not been cut off before darkness, And before me He covered thick darkness.
24Surely not against the heap Doth He send forth the hand, Though in its ruin they have safety.
8Also when I call and cry out, He hath shut out my prayer.