Psalms 69:4
Those hating me without cause Have been more than the hairs of my head, Mighty have been my destroyers, My lying enemies, That which I took not away -- I bring back.
Those hating me without cause Have been more than the hairs of my head, Mighty have been my destroyers, My lying enemies, That which I took not away -- I bring back.
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19See my enemies, for they have been many, And with violent hatred they have hated me.
19And mine enemies `are' lively, They have been strong, and those hating me without cause, Have been multiplied.
20And those paying evil for good accuse me, Because of my pursuing good.
19Mine enemies rejoice not over me `with' falsehood, Those hating me without cause wink the eye.
3They have compassed me about, And they fight me without cause.
4For my love they oppose me, and I -- prayer!
5And they set against me evil for good, And hatred for my love.
4If I have done my well-wisher evil, And draw mine adversary without cause,
41And mine enemies -- Thou givest to me the neck, Those hating me -- and I cut them off.
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.
52Hunted me sore as a bird have my enemies without cause.
9His anger hath torn, and he hateth me, He hath gnashed at me with his teeth, My adversary sharpeneth his eyes for me.
10They have gaped on me with their mouth, In reproach they have smitten my cheeks, Together against me they set themselves.
20Who exchange Thee for wickedness, Lifted up to vanity `are' Thine enemies.
21Do not I hate, Jehovah, those hating Thee? And with Thy withstanders grieve myself?
22`With' perfect hatred I have hated them, Enemies they have become to me.
10For mine enemies have spoken against me, And those watching my soul have taken counsel together,
40As to mine enemies -- Thou hast given to me the neck, As to those hating me -- I cut them off.
8All the day mine enemies reproached me, Those mad at me have sworn against me.
3I have been wearied with my calling, Burnt hath been my throat, Consumed have been mine eyes, waiting for my God.
7All hating me whisper together against me, Against me they devise evil to me:
5O God, Thou -- Thou hast known Concerning my overturn, And my desolations from Thee have not been hid.
3Because of the voice of an enemy, Because of the oppression of the wicked, For they cause sorrow to move against me, And in anger they hate me.
19Abominate me do all the men of my counsel, And those I have loved, Have been turned against me.
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;
2Let them be ashamed and confounded Who are seeking my soul, Let them be turned backward and blush Who are desiring my evil.
2Mine enemies have swallowed up all the day, For many `are' fighting against me, O most High,
3For, lo, they laid wait for my soul, Assembled against me are strong ones, Not my transgression nor my sin, O Jehovah.
29If I rejoice at the ruin of my hater, And stirred up myself when evil found him,
4Lest mine enemy say, `I overcame him,' Mine adversaries joy when I am moved.
12And those seeking my soul lay a snare, And those seeking my evil Have spoken mischievous things, And they do deceits meditate all the day.
13They are ashamed, they are consumed, Who are opposing my soul, They are covered `with' reproach and blushing, Who are seeking my evil,
3For strangers have risen up against me And terrible ones have sought my soul, They have not set God before them. Selah.
9Mine honour from off me He hath stripped, And He turneth the crown from my head.
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.
2For, lo, Thine enemies do roar, And those hating Thee have lifted up the head,
5All the day they wrest my words, Concerning me all their thoughts `are' for evil,
14They are ashamed and confounded together, Who are seeking my soul to destroy it, They are turned backward, And are ashamed, who are desiring my evil.
11And He kindleth against me His anger, And reckoneth me to Him as His adversaries.
10Lo, occasions against me He doth find, He doth reckon me for an enemy to Him,
18Be near unto my soul -- redeem it, Because of mine enemies ransom me.
13They have broken down my path, By my calamity they profit, `He hath no helper.'
7Jehovah `is' for me among my helpers, And I -- I look on those hating 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.
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.
18He delivereth me from my strong enemy, From those hating me, For they were stronger than I.
20This `is' the wage of mine accusers from Jehovah, And of those speaking evil against my soul.
12For an enemy reproacheth me not, or I bear `it', He who is hating me Hath not magnified himself against me, Or I hide from him.
9From the face of the wicked who spoiled me. Mine enemies in soul go round against me.
17He delivereth me from my strong enemy, And from those hating me, For they have been stronger than I.