The Bible (Old and New Testaments)

My heart throbbeth, my strength faileth me: As for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.

My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my plague; And my kinsmen stand afar off.

They also that seek after my life lay snares [for me]; And they that seek my hurt speak mischievous things, And meditate deceits all the day long.

But I, as a deaf man, hear not; And I am as a dumb man that openeth not his mouth.

Yea, I am as a man that heareth not, And in whose mouth are no reproofs.

For in thee, O Jehovah, do I hope: Thou wilt answer, O Lord my God.

For I said, Lest they rejoice over me: When my foot slippeth, they magnify themselves against me.

For I am ready to fall, And my sorrow is continually before me.

For I will declare mine iniquity; I will be sorry for my sin.

But mine enemies are lively, [and] are strong; And they that hate me wrongfully are multiplied.

They also that render evil for good Are adversaries unto me, because I follow the thing that is good.

Forsake me not, O Jehovah: O my God, be not far from me.

Make haste to help me, O Lord, my salvation.

For the Chief Musician, for Jeduthun. A Psalm of David. I said, I will take heed to my ways, That I sin not with my tongue: I will keep my mouth with a bridle, While the wicked is before me.

I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; And my sorrow was stirred.

My heart was hot within me; While I was musing the fire burned; [Then] spake I with my tongue:

Jehovah, make me to know mine end, And the measure of my days, what it is; Let me know how frail I am.

Behold, thou hast made my days [as] handbreadths; And my life-time is as nothing before thee: Surely every man at his best estate is altogether vanity. [Selah

Surely every man walketh in a vain show; Surely they are disquieted in vain: He heapeth up [riches], and knoweth not who shall gather them.

And now, Lord, what wait I for? My hope is in thee.

Deliver me from all my transgressions: Make me not the reproach of the foolish.

I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; Because thou didst it.

Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.

When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, Thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: Surely every man is vanity. [Selah

Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, and give ear unto my cry; Hold not thy peace at my tears: For I am a stranger with thee, A sojourner, as all my fathers were.

Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, Before I go hence, and be no more.

For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. I waited patiently for Jehovah; And he inclined unto me, and heard my cry.

He brought me up also out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay; And he set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings.

And he hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God: Many shall see it, and fear, And shall trust in Jehovah.

Blessed is the man that maketh Jehovah his trust, And respecteth not the proud, nor such as turn aside to lies.

Many, O Jehovah my God, are the wonderful works which thou hast done, And thy thoughts which are to us-ward: They cannot be set in order unto thee; If I would declare and speak of them, They are more than can be numbered.

Sacrifice and offering thou hast no delight in; Mine ears hast thou opened: Burnt-offering and sin-offering hast thou not required.

Then said I, Lo, I am come; In the roll of the book it is written of me:

I delight to do thy will, O my God; Yea, thy law is within my heart.

I have proclaimed glad tidings of righteousness in the great assembly; Lo, I will not refrain my lips, O Jehovah, thou knowest.

I have not hid thy righteousness within my heart; I have declared thy faithfulness and thy salvation; I have not concealed thy lovingkindness and thy truth from the great assembly.

Withhold not thou thy tender mercies from me, O Jehovah; Let thy lovingkindness and thy truth continually preserve me.

For innumerable evils have compassed me about; Mine iniquities have overtaken me, so that I am not able to look up; They are more than the hairs of my head; And my heart hath failed me.

Be pleased, O Jehovah, to deliver me: Make haste to help me, O Jehovah.

Let them be put to shame and confounded together That seek after my soul to destroy it: Let them be turned backward and brought to dishonor That delight in my hurt.

Let them be desolate by reason of their shame That say unto me, Aha, aha.

Let all those that seek thee rejoice and be glad in thee: Let such as love thy salvation say continually, Jehovah be magnified.

But I am poor and needy; [Yet] the Lord thinketh upon me: Thou art my help and my deliverer; Make no tarrying, O my God.

For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. Blessed is he that considereth the poor: Jehovah will deliver him in the day of evil.

Jehovah will preserve him, and keep him alive, And he shall be blessed upon the earth; And deliver not thou him unto the will of his enemies.

Jehovah will support him upon the couch of languishing: Thou makest all his bed in his sickness.

I said, O Jehovah, have mercy upon me: Heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee.

Mine enemies speak evil against me, [saying], When will he die, and his name perish?

And if he come to see [me], he speaketh falsehood; His heart gathereth iniquity to itself: When he goeth abroad, he telleth it.

All that hate me whisper together against me; Against me do they devise my hurt.

An evil disease, [say they], cleaveth fast unto him; And now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.

Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, Who did eat of my bread, Hath lifted up his heel against me.

But thou, O Jehovah, have mercy upon me, and raise me up, That I may requite them.

By this I know that thou delightest in me, Because mine enemy doth not triumph over me.

And as for me, thou upholdest me in mine integrity, And settest me before thy face for ever.

Blessed be Jehovah, the God of Israel, From everlasting and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen.

For the Chief Musician. Maschil of the sons of Korah. As the hart panteth after the water brooks, So panteth my soul after thee, O God.

My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: When shall I come and appear before God?

My tears have been my food day and night, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, How I went with the throng, and led them to the house of God, With the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday.

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And [why] art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him [For] the help of his countenance.

O my God, my soul is cast down within me: Therefore do I remember thee from the land of the Jordan, And the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.

Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterfalls: All thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

[Yet] Jehovah will command his lovingkindness in the day-time; And in the night his song shall be with me, [Even] a prayer unto the God of my life.

I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

As with a sword in my bones, mine adversaries reproach me, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him, [Who is] the help of my countenance, and my God.

Judge me, O God, and plead my cause against an ungodly nation: Oh deliver me from the deceitful and unjust man.

For thou art the God of my strength; why hast thou cast me off? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

Oh send out thy light and thy truth; let them lead me: Let them bring me unto thy holy hill, And to thy tabernacles.

Then will I go unto the altar of God, Unto God my exceeding joy; And upon the harp will I praise thee, O God, my God.

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him, [Who is] the help of my countenance, and my God.

For the Chief Musician. [A Psalm] of the sons of Korah. Maschil. We have heard with our ears, O God, Our fathers have told us, What work thou didst in their days, In the days of old.

Thou didst drive out the nations with thy hand; But them thou didst plant: Thou didst afflict the peoples; But them thou didst spread abroad.

For they gat not the land in possession by their own sword, Neither did their own arm save them; But thy right hand, and thine arm, and the light of thy countenance, Because thou wast favorable unto them.

Thou art my King, O God: Command deliverance for Jacob.

Through thee will we push down our adversaries: Through thy name will we tread them under that rise up against us.

For I will not trust in my bow, Neither shall my sword save me.

But thou hast saved us from our adversaries, And hast put them to shame that hate us.

In God have we made our boast all the day long, And we will give thanks unto thy name for ever. [Selah

But now thou hast cast [us] off, and brought us to dishonor, And goest not forth with our hosts.

Thou makest us to turn back from the adversary; And they that hate us take spoil for themselves.

Thou hast made us like sheep [appointed] for food, And hast scattered us among the nations.

Thou sellest thy people for nought, And hast not increased [thy wealth] by their price.

Thou makest us a reproach to our neighbors, A scoffing and a derision to them that are round about us.

Thou makest us a byword among the nations, A shaking of the head among the peoples.

All the day long is my dishonor before me, And the shame of my face hath covered me,

For the voice of him that reproacheth and blasphemeth, By reason of the enemy and the avenger.

All this is come upon us; yet have we not forgotten thee, Neither have we dealt falsely in thy covenant.

Our heart is not turned back, Neither have our steps declined from thy way,

That thou hast sore broken us in the place of jackals, And covered us with the shadow of death.

If we have forgotten the name of our God, Or spread forth our hands to a strange god;

Will not God search this out? For he knoweth the secrets of the heart.

Yea, for thy sake are we killed all the day long; We are accounted as sheep for the slaughter.

Awake, why sleepest thou, O Lord? Arise, cast [us] not off for ever.

Wherefore hidest thou thy face, And forgettest our affliction and our oppression?

For our soul is bowed down to the dust: Our body cleaveth unto the earth.

Rise up for our help, And redeem us for thy lovingkindness’ sake.

For the Chief Musician; set to Shoshannim. [A Psalm] of the sons of Korah. Maschil. A Song of loves. My heart overfloweth with a goodly matter; I speak the things which I have made touching the king: My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.

Thou art fairer than the children of men; Grace is poured into thy lips: Therefore God hath blessed thee for ever.