Psalms 118:12
They compassed me about as bees, They have been extinguished as a fire of thorns, In the name of Jehovah I surely cut them off.
They compassed me about as bees, They have been extinguished as a fire of thorns, In the name of Jehovah I surely cut them off.
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10All nations have compassed me about, In the name of Jehovah I surely cut them off.
11They have compassed me about, Yea, they have compassed me about, In the name of Jehovah I surely cut them off.
13Thou hast sorely thrust me to fall, And Jehovah hath helped me.
17They have surrounded me as waters all the day, They have gone round against me together,
9From the face of the wicked who spoiled me. Mine enemies in soul go round against me.
38I pursue mine enemies and destroy them, And I turn not till they are consumed.
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.
41And mine enemies -- Thou givest to me the neck, Those hating me -- and I cut them off.
3They have compassed me about, And they fight me without cause.
12Many bulls have surrounded me, Mighty ones of Bashan have compassed me,
13They have opened against me their mouth, A lion tearing and roaring.
37I pursue mine enemies, and overtake them, And turn back not till they are consumed.
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.
40As to mine enemies -- Thou hast given to me the neck, As to those hating me -- I cut them off.
12And peoples have been `as' burnings of lime, Thorns, as sweepings, with fire they burn.
12On the right hand doth a brood arise, My feet they have cast away, And they raise up against me, Their paths of calamity.
13They have broken down my path, By my calamity they profit, `He hath no helper.'
14As a wide breach they come, Under the desolation have rolled themselves.
6Jehovah `is' for me, I do not fear what man doth to me.
7Jehovah `is' for me among my helpers, And I -- I look on those hating me.
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.
9The chief of my surrounders, The perverseness of their lips covereth them.
10They cause to fall on themselves burning coals, Into fire He doth cast them, Into deep pits -- they arise not.
42And I beat them as dust before wind, As mire of the streets I empty them out.
10For while princes `are' perplexed, And with their drink are drunken, They have been consumed as stubble fully dried.
12Come in do His troops together, And they raise up against me their way, And encamp round about my tent.
10They have gaped on me with their mouth, In reproach they have smitten my cheeks, Together against me they set themselves.
11And Jehovah `is' with me, as a terrible mighty one, Therefore my persecutors stumble and prevail not, They have been exceedingly ashamed, For they have not acted wisely, Confusion age-during is not forgotten.
16And to the dust of death thou appointest me, For surrounded me have dogs, A company of evil doers have compassed me, Piercing my hands and my feet.
19And I `am' as a trained lamb brought to slaughter, And I have not known That against me they have devised devices: We destroy the tree with its food, and cut him off From the land of the living, And his name is not remembered again.
18For burned as a fire hath wickedness, Brier and thorn it devoureth, And it kindleth in thickets of the forest, And they lift themselves up, an exaltation of smoke!
14As a fire doth burn a forest, And as a flame setteth hills on fire,
13Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall.
9Thou makest them as a furnace of fire, At the time of Thy presence. Jehovah in His anger doth swallow them, And fire doth devour them.
4My soul `is' in the midst of lions, I lie down `among' flames -- sons of men, Their teeth `are' a spear and arrows, And their tongue a sharp sword.
4Fury is not in Me; Who giveth Me a brier -- a thorn in battle? I step into it, I burn it at once.
5The proud hid a snare for me -- and cords, They spread a net by the side of the path, Snares they have set for me. Selah.
8All the day mine enemies reproached me, Those mad at me have sworn against me.
6A net they have prepared for my steps, Bowed down hath my soul, They have digged before me a pit, They have fallen into its midst. Selah.
2When evil doers come near to me to eat my flesh, My adversaries and mine enemies to me, They have stumbled and fallen.
11`Our steps now have compassed `him';' Their eyes they set to turn aside in the land.
18Let my pursuers be ashamed, and let not me be ashamed -- me! Let them be affrighted, and let not me be affrighted -- me! Bring in on them a day of evil, And a second time `with' destruction destroy them.
14They are ashamed and confounded together, Who are seeking my soul to destroy it, They are turned backward, And are ashamed, who are desiring my evil.
11My ways He is turning aside, and He pulleth me in pieces, He hath made me a desolation.
18They go before me in a day of my calamity And Jehovah is for a support to me.
22`With' perfect hatred I have hated them, Enemies they have become to me.
13They are ashamed, they are consumed, Who are opposing my soul, They are covered `with' reproach and blushing, Who are seeking my evil,
3Because of the voice of an enemy, Because of the oppression of the wicked, For they cause sorrow to move against me, And in anger they hate me.