Psalms 69:18
Be near unto my soul -- redeem it, Because of mine enemies ransom me.
Be near unto my soul -- redeem it, Because of mine enemies ransom me.
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17And hide not Thy face from Thy servant, For I am in distress -- haste, answer me.
1To the Overseer. -- `Destroy not,' by David. -- A secret treasure, in Saul's sending, and they watch the house to put him to death. Deliver me from mine enemies, O my God, From my withstanders set me on high.
2Deliver me from workers of iniquity, And from men of blood save me.
3For, lo, they laid wait for my soul, Assembled against me are strong ones, Not my transgression nor my sin, O Jehovah.
9Deliver me from mine enemies, O Jehovah, Near Thee I am covered.
58Thou hast pleaded, O Lord, the pleadings of my soul, Thou hast redeemed my life.
23And, Deliver me from the hand of an adversary? And, From the hand of terrible ones ransom me?
3And draw out spear and lance, To meet my pursuers. Say to my soul, `Thy salvation I `am'.'
1To the Overseer. -- `On the Lilies,' by David. Save me, O God, for come have waters unto the soul.
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.
4Turn back, O Jehovah, draw out my soul, Save me for Thy kindness' sake.
11For Thy name's sake O Jehovah, Thou dost quicken me, In Thy righteousness, Thou bringest out from distress my soul,
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.
7Bring forth from prison my soul to confess Thy name, The righteous do compass me about, When Thou conferrest benefits upon me!
1To the Overseer, by David. -- `To cause to remember.' O God, to deliver me, O Jehovah, for my help, haste.
2Let them be ashamed and confounded Who are seeking my soul, Let them be turned backward and blush Who are desiring my evil.
15In Thy hand `are' my times, Deliver me from the hand of my enemies, And from my pursuers.
13Favour me, O Jehovah, See mine affliction by those hating me, Thou who liftest me up from the gates of death,
10For mine enemies have spoken against me, And those watching my soul have taken counsel together,
14Deliver me from the mire, and let me not sink, Let me be delivered from those hating me, And from deep places of waters.
13Be pleased, O Jehovah, to deliver me, O Jehovah, for my help make haste.
2In Thy righteousness Thou dost deliver me, And dost cause me to escape, Incline unto me Thine ear, and save me.
19Thou -- Thou hast known my reproach, And my shame, and my blushing, Before Thee `are' all mine adversaries.
18He hath ransomed in peace my soul From him who is near to me, For with the multitude they were with me.
9From the face of the wicked who spoiled me. Mine enemies in soul go round against me.
4And in the name of Jehovah I call: I pray Thee, O Jehovah, deliver my soul,
20This `is' the wage of mine accusers from Jehovah, And of those speaking evil against my soul.
21And Thou, O Jehovah Lord, Deal with me for Thy name's sake, Because Thy kindness `is' good, deliver me.
154Plead my plea, and redeem me, According to Thy saying quicken me.
12O God, be not far from me, O my God, for my help make haste.
13They are ashamed, they are consumed, Who are opposing my soul, They are covered `with' reproach and blushing, Who are seeking my evil,
19See my enemies, for they have been many, And with violent hatred they have hated me.
20Keep my soul, and deliver me, Let me not be ashamed, for I trusted in Thee.
3For my soul hath been full of evils, And my life hath come to Sheol.
13Arise, O Jehovah, go before his face, Cause him to bend. Deliver my soul from the wicked, Thy sword,
17Lord, how long dost thou behold? Keep back my soul from their desolations, From young lions my only one.
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.
23My lips cry aloud when I sing praise to Thee, And my soul that Thou hast redeemed,
22Haste to help me, O Lord, my salvation!
26Help me, O Jehovah my God, Save me, according to Thy kindness.
5An enemy pursueth my soul, and overtaketh, And treadeth down to the earth my life, And my honour placeth in the dust. Selah.
15Only, God doth ransom my soul from the hand of Sheol, For He doth receive me. Selah.
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.
17He delivereth me from my strong enemy, And from those hating me, For they have been stronger than I.
49And bringing me forth from mine enemies, Yea, above my withstanders Thou raisest me up. From a man of violence Thou deliverest me.
3The `Praised One' I call Jehovah, And from my enemies I am saved.
13For Thy kindness `is' great toward me, And Thou hast delivered my soul from the lowest Sheol.
18He delivereth me from my strong enemy, From those hating me, For they were stronger than I.
4O my God, cause me to escape From the hand of the wicked, From the hand of the perverse and violent.