Psalms 3:2
Many are saying of my soul, `There is no salvation for him in God.' Selah.
Many are saying of my soul, `There is no salvation for him in God.' Selah.
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1A Psalm of David, in his fleeing from the face of Absalom his son. Jehovah, how have my distresses multiplied! Many are rising up against me.
3For strangers have risen up against me And terrible ones have sought my soul, They have not set God before them. Selah.
4Lo, God `is' a helper to me, The Lord `is' with those supporting my soul,
3And Thou, O Jehovah, `art' a shield for me, My honour, and lifter up of my head.
4My voice `is' unto Jehovah: I call: And He answereth me from his holy hill, Selah.
10For mine enemies have spoken against me, And those watching my soul have taken counsel together,
11Saying, `God hath forsaken him, Pursue and catch him, for there is no deliverer.'
12O God, be not far from me, O my God, for my help make haste.
18He hath ransomed in peace my soul From him who is near to me, For with the multitude they were with me.
11Be not far from me, For adversity is near, for there is no helper.
4Looking on the right hand -- and seeing, And I have none recognizing; Perished hath refuge from me, There is none inquiring for my soul.
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.
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!
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.
26Help me, O Jehovah my God, Save me, according to Thy kindness.
3And draw out spear and lance, To meet my pursuers. Say to my soul, `Thy salvation I `am'.'
12For compassed me have evils innumerable, Overtaken me have mine iniquities, And I have not been able to see; They have been more than the hairs of my head, And my heart hath forsaken me.
3For, lo, they laid wait for my soul, Assembled against me are strong ones, Not my transgression nor my sin, O Jehovah.
14O God, the proud have risen up against me, And a company of the terrible sought my soul, And have not placed Thee before them,
3For my soul hath been full of evils, And my life hath come to Sheol.
9I say to God my rock, `Why hast Thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning in the oppression of an enemy?
10With a sword in my bones Have mine adversaries reproached me, In their saying unto me all the day, `Where `is' thy God?'
11What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? And what! art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him, The salvation of my countenance, and my God!
5What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? Yea, art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him: The salvation of my countenance -- My God!
2Till when do I set counsels in my soul? Sorrow inn my heart daily? Till when is mine enemy exalted over me?
10Hear, O Jehovah, and favour me, O Jehovah, be a helper to me.'
14And I on Thee -- I have trusted, O Jehovah, I have said, `Thou `art' my God.'
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.
4And my spirit in me is become feeble, Within me is my heart become desolate.
3He sendeth from the heaven, and saveth me, He reproached -- who is panting after me. Selah. God sendeth forth His kindness and His truth.
1To the Overseer, on `The Hind of the Morning.' -- A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why hast Thou forsaken me? Far from my salvation, The words of my roaring?
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?
1To the Overseer. -- By David. In Jehovah I trusted, how say ye to my soul, `They moved `to' Thy mountain for the bird?
5What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? And what! art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him, The salvation of my countenance, and my God!
12Give to us help from adversity, And vain is the salvation of man.
5An enemy pursueth my soul, and overtaketh, And treadeth down to the earth my life, And my honour placeth in the dust. Selah.
4Lest mine enemy say, `I overcame him,' Mine adversaries joy when I am moved.
7On God `is' my salvation, and my honour, The rock of my strength, my refuge `is' in God.
13They have broken down my path, By my calamity they profit, `He hath no helper.'
13Thou hast sorely thrust me to fall, And Jehovah hath helped me.
2Thou hast said to Jehovah, `My Lord Thou `art';' My good `is' not for thine own sake;
19And Thou, O Jehovah, be not far off, O my strength, to help me haste.
13Favour me, O Jehovah, See mine affliction by those hating me, Thou who liftest me up from the gates of death,
1A Song of the Ascents. Often they distressed me from my youth, Pray, let Israel say:
19See my enemies, for they have been many, And with violent hatred they have hated me.
6Many are saying, `Who doth show us good?' Lift on us the light of Thy face, O Jehovah,
2Mine enemies have swallowed up all the day, For many `are' fighting against me, O most High,
1To the Overseer. -- `Destroy not.' -- A secret treasure of David, in his fleeing from the face of Saul into a cave. Favour me, O God, favour me, For in Thee is my soul trusting, And in the shadow of Thy wings I trust, Until the calamities pass over.
7All beholding me do mock at me, They make free with the lip -- shake the head,
3And my soul hath been troubled greatly, And Thou, O Jehovah, till when?