Psalms 35:17
Lord, how long dost thou behold? Keep back my soul from their desolations, From young lions my only one.
Lord, how long dost thou behold? Keep back my soul from their desolations, From young lions my only one.
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1`The Erring One,' by David, that he sung to Jehovah concerning the words of Cush a Benjamite. O Jehovah, my God, in Thee I have trusted, Save me from all my pursuers, and deliver me.
2Lest he tear as a lion my soul, Rending, and there is no deliverer.
19And Thou, O Jehovah, be not far off, O my strength, to help me haste.
20Deliver from the sword my soul, From the paw of a dog mine only one.
21Save me from the mouth of a lion: -- And -- from the horns of the high places Thou hast answered me!
3He sendeth from the heaven, and saveth me, He reproached -- who is panting after me. Selah. God sendeth forth His kindness and His truth.
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.
13They have opened against me their mouth, A lion tearing and roaring.
15And -- in my halting they have rejoiced, And have been gathered together, Gathered against me were the smiters, And I have not known, They have rent, and they have not ceased;
16With profane ones, mockers in feasts, Gnashing against me their teeth.
12His likeness as a lion desirous to tear, As a young lion dwelling in secret places.
13Arise, O Jehovah, go before his face, Cause him to bend. Deliver my soul from the wicked, Thy sword,
18I thank Thee in a great assembly, Among a mighty people I praise Thee.
22Thou hast seen, O Jehovah, Be not silent, O Lord -- be not far from me,
18Be near unto my soul -- redeem it, Because of mine enemies ransom me.
3And my soul hath been troubled greatly, And Thou, O Jehovah, till when?
4Turn back, O Jehovah, draw out my soul, Save me for Thy kindness' sake.
3And draw out spear and lance, To meet my pursuers. Say to my soul, `Thy salvation I `am'.'
26Help me, O Jehovah my God, Save me, according to Thy kindness.
1To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David. Till when, O Jehovah, Dost Thou forget me? -- for ever? Till when dost Thou hide Thy face from me?
2Till when do I set counsels in my soul? Sorrow inn my heart daily? Till when is mine enemy exalted over me?
13I have set `Him' till morning as a lion, So doth He break all my bones, From day unto night Thou dost end me.
1A Song of the Ascents. Unto Jehovah in my distress I have called, And He answereth me.
2O Jehovah, deliver my soul from a lying lip, From a deceitful tongue!
13Be pleased, O Jehovah, to deliver me, O Jehovah, for my help make haste.
39Dost thou hunt for a lion prey? And the desire of young lions fulfil?
13Favour me, O Jehovah, See mine affliction by those hating me, Thou who liftest me up from the gates of death,
9From the face of the wicked who spoiled me. Mine enemies in soul go round against me.
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?
15In Thy hand `are' my times, Deliver me from the hand of my enemies, And from my pursuers.
9And my soul is joyful in Jehovah, It rejoiceth in His salvation.
10All my bones say, `Jehovah, who is like Thee, Delivering the poor from the stronger than he, And the poor and needy from his plunderer.'
10A bear lying in wait He `is' to me, A lion in secret hiding-places.
6O God, break their teeth in their mouth, The jaw-teeth of young lions break down, O Jehovah.
46Till when, O Jehovah, art Thou hidden? For ever doth Thy fury burn as fire?
24Judge me according to Thy righteousness, O Jehovah my God, And they do not rejoice over me.
15Mine eyes `are' continually unto Jehovah, For He bringeth out from a net my feet.
16Turn Thou unto me, and favour me, For lonely and afflicted `am' I.
17The distresses of my heart have enlarged themselves, From my distresses bring me out.
5I have cried unto thee, O Jehovah, I have said, `Thou `art' my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.'
6Attend Thou unto my loud cry, For I have become very low, Deliver Thou me from my pursuers, For they have been stronger than I.
1To the Overseer, by David. -- `To cause to remember.' O God, to deliver me, O Jehovah, for my help, haste.
7Rise, O Jehovah! save me, my God. Because Thou hast smitten All mine enemies `on' the cheek. The teeth of the wicked Thou hast broken.
13For Thy kindness `is' great toward me, And Thou hast delivered my soul from the lowest Sheol.
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,
22Haste to help me, O Lord, my salvation!
4Preserve me, Jehovah, from the hands of the wicked, From one of violence Thou keepest me, Who have devised to overthrow my steps.
11Where `is' the habitation of lionesses? And a feeding-place it `is' for young lions Where walked hath a lion, an old lion, A lion's whelp, and there is none troubling.
21The young lions are roaring for prey, And to seek from God their food.
13Sing ye to Jehovah, praise Jehovah, For He hath delivered the soul of the needy From the hand of evil doers.