Psalms 143:3
For 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.
For 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.
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2Me He hath led, and causeth to go `in' darkness, and without light.
3Surely against me He turneth back, He turneth His hand all the day.
4He hath worn out my flesh and my skin. He hath broken my bones.
5He hath built up against me, And setteth round poverty and weariness.
6In dark places He hath caused me to dwell, As the dead of old.
7He hath hedged me about, and I go not out, He hath made heavy my fetter.
4And my spirit in me is become feeble, Within me is my heart become desolate.
5An enemy pursueth my soul, and overtaketh, And treadeth down to the earth my life, And my honour placeth in the dust. Selah.
2Till when do I set counsels in my soul? Sorrow inn my heart daily? Till when is mine enemy exalted over me?
3Look attentively; Answer me, O Jehovah, my God, Enlighten mine eyes, lest I sleep in death,
4Lest mine enemy say, `I overcame him,' Mine adversaries joy when I am moved.
53They have cut off in a pit my life, And they cast a stone against me.
3For my soul hath been full of evils, And my life hath come to Sheol.
4I have been reckoned with those going down `to' the pit, I have been as a man without strength.
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.
13If I wait -- Sheol `is' my house, In darkness I have spread out my couch.
11My ways He is turning aside, and He pulleth me in pieces, He hath made me a desolation.
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.
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.
4My heart is pained within me, And terrors of death have fallen on me.
9And they who for desolation seek my soul, Go in to the lower parts of the earth.
3When my spirit hath been feeble in me, Then Thou hast known my path; In the way `in' which I walk, They have hid a snare for me.
10For mine enemies have spoken against me, And those watching my soul have taken counsel together,
3Compassed me have cords of death, And straits of Sheol have found me, Distress and sorrow I find.
6Too much hath my soul dwelt with him who is hating peace.
3For strangers have risen up against me And terrible ones have sought my soul, They have not set God before them. Selah.
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.
15Dried up as an earthen vessel is my power, And my tongue is cleaving to my jaws.
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.
13Favour me, O Jehovah, See mine affliction by those hating me, Thou who liftest me up from the gates of death,
9I say to God my rock, `Why hast Thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning in the oppression of an enemy?
5Let darkness and death-shade redeem it, Let a cloud tabernacle upon it, Let them terrify it as the most bitter of days.
7Haste, answer me, O Jehovah, My spirit hath been consumed, Hide not Thou Thy face from me, Or I have been compared with those going down `to' the pit.
2For thou `art' the God of my strength. Why hast Thou cast me off? Why mourning do I go up and down, In the oppression of an enemy?
3And my soul hath been troubled greatly, And Thou, O Jehovah, till when?
16And now, in me my soul poureth itself out, Seize me do days of affliction.
17And Thou castest off from peace my soul, I have forgotten prosperity.
5Cords of Sheol have surrounded me, Before me have been snares of death.
3For, lo, they laid wait for my soul, Assembled against me are strong ones, Not my transgression nor my sin, O Jehovah.
21They have heard that I have sighed, There is no comforter for me, All my enemies have heard of my calamity, They have rejoiced that Thou hast done `it', Thou hast brought in the day Thou hast called, And they are like to me.
6The cords of Sheol have surrounded me, Before me have been the snares of death.
3Jehovah, Thou hast brought up from Sheol my soul, Thou hast kept me alive, From going down `to' the pit.
7Old from provocation is mine eye, It is old because of all mine adversaries,
13O that in Sheol Thou wouldst conceal me, Hide me till the turning of Thine anger, Set for me a limit, and remember me.
14Why, O Jehovah, castest Thou off my soul? Thou hidest Thy face from me.
24Why dost Thou hide Thy face? And reckonest me for an enemy to Thee?
22A land of obscurity as thick darkness, Death-shade -- and no order, And the shining `is' as thick darkness.'
8My way He hedged up, and I pass not over, And on my paths darkness He placeth.