Löydetty 2042 Tulokset: Old
A woman at home divides the spoils: wings of dove covered with silver, their pinions with shining gold. (Psalms 68, 14)
Rebuke the beast that dwell in the reeds, and the herd of bulls. Humble them; let them bring gold and silver. Scatter the nations who delight in war. (Psalms 68, 31)
I am sunk in the miry depths where there is no foothold; I have come into deep waters, swept and engulfed by the flood. (Psalms 69, 3)
Be my rock of refuge, a stronghold to give me safety, for you are my rock and my fortress. (Psalms 71, 3)
Do not cast me off in my old age, do not desert me when my strength fails. (Psalms 71, 9)
When I grow old and gray, do not leave me, O God; give me time to declare your might, your power to all generations to come. (Psalms 71, 18)
May he live long, may gold from Sheba be given him. May people always pray for him, and blessings be invoked for him all day. (Psalms 72, 15)
But, as for me, I almost stumbled, I nearly lost my foothold, (Psalms 73, 2)
Yet I am always with you; you hold my right hand, (Psalms 73, 23)
O God, have you rejected us forever? Why vent your anger on the sheep of your own fold? (Psalms 74, 1)
Remember the people you have formed of old, the tribe you have redeemed as your inheritance. Remember Mount Zion where you once lived. (Psalms 74, 2)
Why do you hold back your right hand? Why keep your hand hidden? (Psalms 74, 11)