Psalms 16:10
For Thou dost not leave my soul to Sheol, Nor givest thy saintly one to see corruption.
For Thou dost not leave my soul to Sheol, Nor givest thy saintly one to see corruption.
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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,
27because Thou wilt not leave my soul to hades, nor wilt Thou give Thy Kind One to see corruption;
28Thou didst make known to me ways of life, Thou shalt fill me with joy with Thy countenance.
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.
9Therefore hath my heart been glad, And my honour doth rejoice, Also my flesh dwelleth confidently:
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.
3Jehovah, Thou hast brought up from Sheol my soul, Thou hast kept me alive, From going down `to' the pit.
11Thou causest me to know the path of life; Fulness of joys `is' with Thy presence, Pleasant things by Thy right hand for ever!
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.
9I walk habitually before Jehovah In the lands 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.
10To the dead dost Thou do wonders? Do Rephaim rise? do they thank Thee? Selah.
11Is Thy kindness recounted in the grave? Thy faithfulness in destruction?
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!
9And still he liveth for ever, He seeth not the pit.
8If I ascend the heavens -- there Thou `art', And spread out a couch in Sheol, lo, Thee!
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.
4Turn back, O Jehovah, draw out my soul, Save me for Thy kindness' sake.
5For there is not in death Thy memorial, In Sheol, who doth give thanks to Thee?
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.
11Cast me not forth from Thy presence, And Thy Holy Spirit take not from me.
2Thou hast said to Jehovah, `My Lord Thou `art';' My good `is' not for thine own sake;
33Jehovah doth not leave him in his hand, Nor condemn him in his being judged.
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.
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.
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.
3He suffereth not thy foot to be moved, Thy preserver slumbereth not.
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.
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.
7Jehovah preserveth thee from all evil, He doth preserve thy soul.
13O that in Sheol Thou wouldst conceal me, Hide me till the turning of Thine anger, Set for me a limit, and remember me.
11For Thy name's sake O Jehovah, Thou dost quicken me, In Thy righteousness, Thou bringest out from distress my soul,
48Who `is' the man that liveth, and doth not see death? He delivereth his soul from the hand of Sheol. Selah.
11Thou, O Jehovah, restrainest not Thy mercies from me, Thy kindness and Thy truth do continually keep me.
9Who hath placed our soul in life, And suffered not our feet to be moved.
6Thou hast put me in the lowest pit, In dark places, in depths.
7I rejoice, and am glad in Thy kindness, In that Thou hast seen mine affliction, Thou hast known in adversities my soul.
3Compassed me have cords of death, And straits of Sheol have found me, Distress and sorrow I find.
14Why, O Jehovah, castest Thou off my soul? Thou hidest Thy face from me.