Löydetty 1208 Tulokset: Tor
he it is who stores up the waters of the sea as in a cistern, treasures up all its waves. (Psalms 32, 7)
Gleeful they met, and plotted to attack me unawares; tore at me without ceasing, baited and mocked me, gnashing their teeth in hatred. (Psalms 34, 16)
With thy rich store thou wilt nourish them, bid them drink deep at thy fountain of contentment. (Psalms 35, 9)
O Lord my God, how long is the story of thy marvellous deeds! Was ever care like thine? How should I tell the tale of those mercies, past all numbering? (Psalms 39, 6)
And I told the story of thy just dealings before a great throng; be witness, Lord, that I do not seal my lips. (Psalms 39, 10)
racked by the ceaseless taunts of my persecutors, Where is thy God now? (Psalms 41, 11)
It was not by their own sword that our fathers won the land, it was not their own strength that brought them victory; it was the work of thy hand, thy strength; thy smile shone upon them, in proof of thy favour. (Psalms 43, 4)
as I hear nothing but reproach and reviling, see none but enemies, none but persecutors. (Psalms 43, 17)
God goes up, loud are the cries of victory; the Lord goes up, loudly the trumpets peal. (Psalms 46, 6)
God comes, revealed; he will keep silence no longer. Before him goes a raging fire; there is a whirling storm round about him. (Psalms 49, 3)
Evermore thou settest thy heart on mischief; thy words are razor-edged, and thou a traitor. (Psalms 51, 4)
So much for the man who would have none of God’s help, but relied on his store of riches, and found his strength in knavery? (Psalms 51, 9)
