Psalms 37:14
A sword have the wicked opened, And they have trodden their bow, To cause to fall the poor and needy, To slaughter the upright of the way.
A sword have the wicked opened, And they have trodden their bow, To cause to fall the poor and needy, To slaughter the upright of the way.
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15Their sword doth enter into their own heart, And their bows are shivered.
16Better `is' the little of the righteous, Than the store of many wicked.
17For the arms of the wicked are shivered, And Jehovah is sustaining the righteous.
2For lo, the wicked tread a bow, They have prepared their arrow on the string, To shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.
32The wicked is watching for the righteous, And is seeking to put him to death.
3Who sharpened as a sword their tongue, They directed their arrow -- a bitter word.
4To shoot in secret places the perfect, Suddenly they shoot him, and fear not.
2Through the pride of the wicked, Is the poor inflamed, They are caught in devices that they devised.
12The wicked is devising against the righteous, And gnashing against him his teeth.
13The Lord doth laugh at him, For He hath seen that his day cometh.
19The evil have bowed down before the good, And the wicked at the gates of the righteous.
7And the miser -- his instruments `are' evil, He hath counselled wicked devices, To corrupt the poor with lying sayings, Even when the needy speaketh justly.
8He doth sit in an ambush of the villages, In secret places he doth slay the innocent. His eyes for the afflicted watch secretly,
9He lieth in wait in a secret place, as a lion in a covert. He lieth in wait to catch the poor, He catcheth the poor, drawing him into his net.
10He is bruised -- he boweth down, Fallen by his mighty ones hath the afflicted.
11`Our steps now have compassed `him';' Their eyes they set to turn aside in the land.
7And God doth shoot them `with' an arrow, Sudden have been their wounds,
12If `one' turn not, His sword he sharpeneth, His bow he hath trodden -- He prepareth it,
13Yea, for him He hath prepared Instruments of death, His arrows for burning pursuers He maketh.
4They turn aside the needy from the way, Together have hid the poor of the earth.
11For they stretched out against Thee evil, They devised a wicked device, they prevail not,
12For Thou makest them a butt, When Thy strings Thou preparest against their faces.
7The spoil of the wicked catcheth them, Because they have refused to do judgment.
21Evil doth put to death the wicked, And those hating the righteous are desolate.
3On the evil `are' both hands to do `it' well, The prince is asking -- also the judge -- for recompence, And the great -- he is speaking the mischief of his soul, And they wrap it up.
16Because that he hath not remembered to do kindness, And pursueth the poor man and needy, And the smitten of heart -- to slay,
14A generation -- swords `are' their teeth, And knives -- their jaw-teeth, To consume the poor from earth, And the needy from `among' men.
12He hath trodden His bow, And setteth me up as a mark for an arrow.
13Arise, O Jehovah, go before his face, Cause him to bend. Deliver my soul from the wicked, Thy sword,
14At the light doth the murderer rise, He doth slay the poor and needy, And in the night he is as a thief.
15And withheld from the wicked is their light, And the arm lifted up is broken.
7They are melted as waters, They go up and down for themselves, His arrow proceedeth as they cut themselves off.
6The words of the wicked `are': `Lay wait for blood,' And the mouth of the upright delivereth them.
2Who have devised evils in the heart, All the day they assemble `for' wars.
21They decree against the soul of the righteous, And innocent blood declare wicked.
12The Righteous One is acting wisely Towards the house of the wicked, He is overthrowing the wicked for wickedness.
15Lay not wait, O wicked one, At the habitation of the righteous. Do not spoil his resting-place.
14Thou hast pierced with his staves the head of his leaders, They are tempestuous to scatter me, Their exultation `is' as to consume the poor in secret.
7The righteous knoweth the plea of the poor, The wicked understandeth not knowledge.
4Let the weak and needy escape, From the hand of the wicked deliver them.
3Till when do ye devise mischief against a man? Ye are destroyed all of you, As a wall inclined, a hedge that is cast down.
15Break the arm of the wicked and the evil, Seek out his wickedness, find none;
11A talkative man is not established in the earth, One of violence -- evil hunteth to overflowing.
5The proud hid a snare for me -- and cords, They spread a net by the side of the path, Snares they have set for me. Selah.
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.
3And they bend their tongue, their bow `is' a lie, And not for stedfastness have they been mighty in the land, For from evil unto evil they have gone forth, And Me they have not known, An affirmation of Jehovah!
4Jehovah `is' righteous, He hath cut asunder cords of the wicked.
3Draw me not with the wicked, And with workers of iniquity, Speaking peace with their neighbours, And evil in their heart.
19See do the righteous and they rejoice, And the innocent mocketh at them,
2To turn aside from judgment the poor, And to take violently away the judgment Of the afflicted of My people, That widows may be their prey, That the fatherless they may spoil.