Psalms 77:10
And I say: `My weakness is, The changes of the right hand of the Most High.'
And I say: `My weakness is, The changes of the right hand of the Most High.'
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11I mention the doings of Jah, For I remember of old Thy wonders,
12And I have meditated on all Thy working, And I talk concerning Thy doings.
9Hath God forgotten `His' favours? Hath He shut up in anger His mercies? Selah.
5I have remembered days of old, I have meditated on all Thine acts, On the work of Thy hand I muse.
19Remember my affliction and my mourning, Wormwood and gall!
20Remember well, and bow down doth my soul in me.
21This I turn to my heart -- therefore I hope.
2In a day of my distress the Lord I sought, My hand by night hath been spread out, And it doth not cease, My soul hath refused to be comforted.
3I remember God, and make a noise, I meditate, and feeble is my spirit. Selah.
23And I `am' continually with Thee, Thou hast laid hold on my right hand.
9Favour me, O Jehovah, for distress `is' to me, Mine eye, my soul, and my body Have become old by provocation.
10For my life hath been consumed in sorrow And my years in sighing. Feeble because of mine iniquity hath been my strength, And my bones have become old.
5I have reckoned the days of old, The years of the ages.
6I remember my music in the night, With my heart I meditate, and my spirit doth search diligently:
5If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, my right hand forgetteth!
6Remember Thy mercies, O Jehovah, And Thy kindnesses, for from the age `are' they.
7Sins of my youth, and my transgressions, Do not Thou remember. According to Thy kindness be mindful of me, For Thy goodness' sake, O Jehovah.
17Let Thy hand be on the man of Thy right hand, On the son of man Thou hast strengthened for Thyself.
10Turn aside from off me Thy stroke, From the striving of Thy hand I have been consumed.
7In the feebleness within me of my soul Jehovah I have remembered, And come in unto Thee doth my prayer, Unto Thy holy temple.
9I say to God my rock, `Why hast Thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning in the oppression of an enemy?
16I come in the might of the Lord Jehovah, I mention Thy righteousness -- Thine only.
17God, Thou hast taught me from my youth, And hitherto I declare Thy wonders.
9Cast me not off at the time of old age, According to the consumption of my power forsake me not.
8I did place Jehovah before me continually, Because -- at my right hand I am not moved.
16The right hand of Jehovah is exalted, The right hand of Jehovah is doing valiantly.
23He hath humbled in the way my power, He hath shortened my days.
24I say, `My God, take me not up in the midst of my days,' Through all generations `are' Thine years.
11He said in his heart, `God hath forgotten, He hath hid His face, He hath never seen.'
12Arise, O Jehovah! O God, lift up Thy hand! Forget not the humble.
7I rejoice, and am glad in Thy kindness, In that Thou hast seen mine affliction, Thou hast known in adversities my soul.
13Thou hast an arm with might, Strong is Thy hand -- high Thy right hand.
1A Song of the Ascents. Remember, Jehovah, for David, all his afflictions.
22And I -- I have said in my haste, `I have been cut off from before Thine eyes,' But Thou hast heard the voice of my supplications, In my crying unto Thee.
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?
1A Song of the Ascents. Often they distressed me from my youth, Pray, let Israel say:
3O Jehovah, my God, if I have done this, If there is iniquity in my hands,
14And I on Thee -- I have trusted, O Jehovah, I have said, `Thou `art' my God.'
15In Thy hand `are' my times, Deliver me from the hand of my enemies, And from my pursuers.
4When by day and by night Thy hand is heavy upon me, My moisture hath been changed Into the droughts of summer. Selah.
10`I -- I said in the cutting off of my days, I go in to the gates of Sheol, I have numbered the remnant of mine years.
42They have not remembered His hand The day He ransomed them from the adversary.
26Consumed hath been my flesh and my heart, The rock of my heart and my portion `is' God to the age.
27Though I say, `I forget my talking, I forsake my corner, and I brighten up!'
7And dim from sorrow is mine eye, And my members as a shadow all of them.
10I have believed, for I speak, I -- I have been afflicted greatly.
8Cleaved hath my soul after Thee, On me hath Thy right hand taken hold.
15-- What do I say? seeing He said to me, And He Himself hath wrought, I go softly all my years for the bitterness of my soul.
109My soul `is' in my hand continually, And Thy law I have not forgotten.
16And I think to know this, Perverseness it `is' in mine eyes,