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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 3:02 pm
9 For the avenger of bloodshed remembers, does not forget the cry of the afflicted.
Have mercy on me, LORD; see how my foes afflict me! You alone can raise me from the gates of death.
The LORD is revealed in this divine rule: by the deeds they do the wicked are trapped.
The needy will never be forgotten, nor will the hope of the afflicted ever fade
Strike them with terror, LORD; show the nations they are mere mortals.
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 3:04 pm
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Why, LORD, do you stand at a distance and pay no heed to these troubled times?
Break the arms of the wicked and depraved; make them account for their crimes; let none of them survive.
You win justice for the orphaned and oppressed; no one on earth will cause terror again.
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 3:05 pm
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The LORD tests the good and the bad, hates those who love violence
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 3:06 pm
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Help, LORD, for no one loyal remains; the faithful have vanished from the human race
Those who tell lies to one another speak with deceiving lips and a double heart.
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 3:06 pm
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How long, LORD? Will you utterly forget me? How long will you hide your face from me?
How long must I carry sorrow in my soul, grief in my heart day after day? How long will my enemy triumph over me?
Look upon me, answer me, LORD, my God! Give light to my eyes lest I sleep in death,
Lest my enemy say, "I have prevailed," lest my foes rejoice at my downfall.
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 3:08 pm
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Who keeps an oath despite the cost
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 3:12 pm
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This God who girded me with might, kept my way unerring,
Who made my feet swift as a deer's, set me safe on the heights,
Who trained my hands for war, my arms to bend even a bow of bronze.
You have given me your protecting shield; your right hand has upheld me; you stooped to make me great.
You gave me room to stride; my feet never stumbled.
I pursued my enemies and overtook them; I did not turn back till I destroyed them.
I struck them down; they could not rise; they fell dead at my feet.
You girded me with strength for war, subdued adversaries at my feet.
My foes you put to flight before me; those who hated me I destroyed.
They cried for help, but no one saved them; cried to the LORD but got no answer.
I ground them fine as dust in the wind; like mud in the streets I trampled them down.
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 3:16 pm
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My God, my God, why have you abandoned me? Why so far from my call for help, from my cries of anguish?
My God, I call by day, but you do not answer; by night, but I have no relief.
To you they cried out and they escaped; in you they trusted and were not disappointed.
But I am a worm, hardly human, scorned by everyone, despised by the people.
All who see me mock me; they curl their lips and jeer; they shake their heads at me:
"You relied on the LORD--let him deliver you; if he loves you, let him rescue you."
They open their mouths against me, lions that rend and roar.
Like water my life drains away; all my bones grow soft. My heart has become like wax, it melts away within me.
5 As dry as a potsherd is my throat; my tongue sticks to my palate; you lay me in the dust of death.
Many dogs surround me; a pack of evildoers closes in on me. So wasted are my hands and feet
that I can count all my bones.
But you, LORD, do not stay far off; my strength, come quickly to help me.
Deliver me from the sword, my forlorn life from the teeth of the dog.
Save me from the lion's mouth, my poor life from the horns of wild bulls.
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 3:19 pm
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Do not hide your face from me; do not repel your servant in anger. You are my help; do not cast me off; do not forsake me,
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 3:19 pm
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To you, LORD, I call; my Rock, do not be deaf to me. If you fail to answer me, I will join those who go down to the pit.
Hear the sound of my pleading when I cry to you, lifting my hands toward your holy place.
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 3:20 pm
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At dusk weeping comes for the night; but at dawn there is rejoicing.
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 3:22 pm
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Be gracious to me, LORD, for I am in distress; with grief my eyes are wasted, my soul and body spent.
My life is worn out by sorrow, my years by sighing. My strength fails in affliction; my bones are consumed.
I am forgotten, out of mind like the dead; I am like a shattered dish.
Once I said in my anguish, "I am shut out from your sight."
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 3:27 pm
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And now, Lord, what future do I have?
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 10:07 pm
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1 For the leader. On stringed instruments. A maskil of David. 2 Listen, God, to my prayer; do not hide from my pleading; 3 hear me and give answer. I rock with grief; I groan 4 at the uproar of the enemy, the clamor of the wicked. They heap trouble upon me, savagely accuse me. 5 My heart pounds within me; death's terrors fall upon me. 6 Fear and trembling overwhelm me; shuddering sweeps over me. 7 I say, "If only I had wings like a dove that I might fly away and find rest. 8 Far away I would flee; I would stay in the desert. Selah 9 I would soon find a shelter from the raging wind and storm." 10 Lord, check and confuse their scheming. I see violence and strife in the city 11 making rounds on its walls day and night. Within are mischief and evil; 12 treachery is there as well; oppression and fraud never leave its streets. 13 If an enemy had reviled me, that I could bear; If my foe had viewed me with contempt, from that I could hide. 14 But it was you, my other self, my comrade and friend, 15 You, whose company I enjoyed, at whose side I walked in procession in the house of God. 16 Let death take them by surprise; let them go down alive to Sheol, for evil is in their homes and hearts. 17 But I will call upon God, and the LORD will save me. 18 At dusk, dawn, and noon I will grieve and complain, and my prayer will be heard. 19 God will give me freedom and peace from those who war against me, though there are many who oppose me. 20 God, who sits enthroned forever, will hear me and humble them. For they will not mend their ways; they have no fear of God. 21 They strike out at friends and go back on their promises. 22 Softer than butter is their speech, but war is in their hearts. Smoother than oil are their words, but they are unsheathed swords. 23 Cast your care upon the LORD, who will give you support. God will never allow the righteous to stumble. 24 But you, God, will bring them down to the pit of destruction. These bloodthirsty liars will not live half their days, but I put my trust in you.
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