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My strength is trickling away, my bones are all disjointed, my heart has turned to wax, melting inside me. (Psalms 22, 14)
Yahweh's voice convulses terebinths, strips forests bare. In his palace all cry, 'Glory!' (Psalms 29, 9)
You have turned my mourning into dancing, you have stripped off my sackcloth and clothed me with joy. (Psalms 30, 11)
Give thanks to Yahweh on the lyre, play for him on the ten-stringed lyre. (Psalms 33, 2)
When he trips he is not thrown sprawling, since Yahweh supports him by the hand. (Psalms 37, 24)
Yahweh will never abandon him to the clutches of the wicked, nor let him be condemned if he is tried. (Psalms 37, 33)
you sell your people for a trifle and make no profit on the sale. (Psalms 44, 12)
ride on in the cause of truth, gentleness and uprightness. Stretch the bowstring tight, lending terror to your right hand. (Psalms 45, 4)
Sacrifice to God is a broken spirit, a broken, contrite heart you never scorn. (Psalms 51, 17)
[For the choirmaster On stringed instruments Poem Of David When the Ziphites went to Saul and said,'Is not David hiding with us?'] God, save me by your name, in your power vindicate me. (Psalms 54, 1)
[For the choirmaster For strings Poem Of David] God, hear my prayer, do not hide away from my plea, (Psalms 55, 1)
destructive tempest, Lord, from the flood of their tongues. For I see violence and strife in the city, (Psalms 55, 9)