Löydetty 3430 Tulokset: Son
He has framed a new music on my lips, a song of praise to our God, to fill all that stand by with reverence, and with trust in the Lord. (Psalms 39, 4)
Rejoicing and triumph for all the souls that look to thee; Praise to the Lord, will ever be their song, who now long for thy aid. (Psalms 39, 17)
(To the choir-master. A maskil. Of the sons of Core.) (Psalms 41, 1)
(To the choir-master. Of the sons of Core. A maskil.) (Psalms 43, 1)
(To the choir-master. Melody: The Lilies. Of the sons of Core. A maskil. A love-song.) (Psalms 44, 1)
Thou shalt have sons worthy of thy own fathers, and divide a world between them for their domains. (Psalms 44, 17)
(To the choir-master. Of the sons of Core. Melody: The Virgins. A song.) (Psalms 45, 1)
(To the choir-master. Of the sons of Core. A psalm.) (Psalms 46, 1)
(A song. A psalm. Of the sons of Core.) (Psalms 47, 1)
(To the choir-master. Of the sons of Core. A psalm.) (Psalms 48, 1)
poor clods of earth, and men nobly born, for rich and poor the same lesson. (Psalms 48, 3)
thou wilt sit there in conclave, speaking evil of thy brother, traducing thy own mother’s son. (Psalms 49, 20)
