Psalms 22:10
On Thee I have been cast from the womb, From the belly of my mother Thou `art' my God.
On Thee I have been cast from the womb, From the belly of my mother Thou `art' my God.
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8`Roll unto Jehovah, He doth deliver him, He doth deliver him, for he delighted in him.'
9For thou `art' He bringing me forth from the womb, Causing me to trust, On the breasts of my mother.
5For Thou `art' my hope, O Lord Jehovah, My trust from my youth.
6By Thee I have been supported from the womb, From my mother's bowels Thou dost cut me out, In Thee `is' my praise continually.
7As a wonder I have been to many, And Thou `art' my strong refuge.
13For Thou -- Thou hast possessed my reins, Thou dost cover me in my mother's belly.
14I confess Thee, because that `with' wonders I have been distinguished. Wonderful `are' Thy works, And my soul is knowing `it' well.
15My substance was not hid from Thee, When I was made in secret, Curiously wrought in the lower part of earth.
16Mine unformed substance Thine eyes saw, And on Thy book all of them are written, The days they were formed -- And not one among them.
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.
18Why `is' this? from the womb I have come out, To see labour and sorrow, Yea, consumed in shame are my days!
11Be not far from me, For adversity is near, for there is no helper.
1Hearken, O isles, unto me, And attend, O peoples, from afar, Jehovah from the womb hath called me, From the bowels of my mother He hath made mention of my name.
18(But from my youth He grew up with me as `with' a father, And from the belly of my mother I am led.)
3Hearken unto Me, O house of Jacob, And all the remnant of Israel, Who are borne from the belly, Who are carried from the womb,
5Lo, in iniquity I have been brought forth, And in sin doth my mother conceive me.
18And why from the womb Hast Thou brought me forth? I expire, and the eye doth not see me.
19As I had not been, I am, From the belly to the grave I am brought,
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.
10When my father and my mother Have forsaken me, then doth Jehovah gather me.
10Because it hath not shut the doors Of the womb that was mine! And hide misery from mine eyes.
11Why from the womb do I not die? From the belly I have come forth and gasp!
12Wherefore have knees been before me? And what `are' breasts, that I suck?
5`Before I form thee in the belly, I have known thee; and before thou comest forth from the womb I have separated thee, a prophet to nations I have made thee.'
23From the age I was anointed, from the first, From former states of the earth.
24In there being no depths, I was brought forth, In there being no fountains heavy `with' waters,
25Before mountains were sunk, Before heights, I was brought forth.
8Yea, thou hast not heard, Yea, thou hast not known, Yea, from that time not opened hath thine ear, For I have known thou dealest treacherously, And `Transgressor from the belly,' One is crying to thee.
14And I on Thee -- I have trusted, O Jehovah, I have said, `Thou `art' my God.'
4As to thy nativity, in the day thou wast born, Thou -- thy navel hath not been cut, And in water thou wast not washed for ease, And thou hast not been salted at all, And thou hast not been swaddled at all.
5No eye hath had pity on thee, to do to thee any of these, To have compassion on thee, And thou art cast on the face of the field, With loathing of thy person. In the day thou hast been born -- thou!
3When Thou dost cast me `into' the deep, Into the heart of the seas, Then the flood doth compass me, All Thy breakers and Thy billows have passed over me.
4And I -- I said: I have been cast out from before Thine eyes, (Yet I add to look unto Thy holy temple!)
3For, a son I have been to my father -- tender, And an only one before my mother.
26He proclaimeth me: `Thou `art' my Father, My God, and the rock of my salvation.'
16(Or as a hidden abortion I am not, As infants -- they have not seen light.)
8Thy hands have taken pains about me, And they make me together round about, And Thou swallowest me up!
10Dost Thou not as milk pour me out? And as cheese curdle me?
22And I -- I have said in my haste, `I have been cut off from before Thine eyes,' But Thou hast heard the voice of my supplications, In my crying unto Thee.
15Did not He that made me in the womb make him? Yea, prepare us in the womb doth One.
17God, Thou hast taught me from my youth, And hitherto I declare Thy wonders.
17He sendeth from above -- He taketh me, He draweth me out of many waters.
10From Thine indignation and Thy wrath, For Thou hast lifted me up, And dost cast me down.
16He sendeth from above -- He taketh me, He draweth me out of many waters.
1A Secret Treasure of David. Preserve me, O God, for I did trust in Thee.
14Cursed `is' the day in which I was born, The day that my mother bare me, Let it not be blessed!
6I have said to Jehovah, `My God `art' Thou, Hear, Jehovah, the voice of my supplications.'
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?
22Thou dost call as `at' a day of appointment, My fears from round about, And there hath not been in the day of the anger of Jehovah, An escaped and remaining one, They whom I stretched out and nourished, My enemy hath consumed!
15Forget doth a woman her suckling, The loved one -- the son of her womb? Yea, these forget -- but I -- I forget not thee.