Trouvé 2650 Résultats pour: Old
What though flesh of mine, heart of mine, should waste away? Still God will be my heart’s stronghold, eternally my inheritance. (Psalms 72, 26)
Why dost thou withhold thy hand? That right hand of thine, must it always lie idle in thy bosom? (Psalms 73, 11)
In the Lord’s hand foams a full cup of spiced wine; he holds it to men’s lips, that must empty it to the dregs, sinners everywhere must drink them. (Psalms 74, 9)
Sleepless that thought holds me, yet bewildered and dumb. (Psalms 76, 5)
Can it be that God will always leave us forsaken, will never shew us again his old kindness? (Psalms 76, 8)
Can God forget to be gracious, can anger move him to withhold his mercy? (Psalms 76, 10)
It is a story often heard, well known among us; have not our fathers told it to us? (Psalms 77, 3)
Pour out seven-fold retribution into the laps of our neighbours, for all the insults, Lord, which they have put upon thee; (Psalms 78, 12)
Be silent, Lord, no longer. O God, do not keep still now, do not hold back now! (Psalms 82, 2)
Willingly would I give a thousand of my days for one spent in thy courts! Willingly reach but the threshold of my God’s house, so I might dwell no more in the abode of sinners! (Psalms 83, 11)
O Lord my God, with all my heart I will praise thee, eternally hold thy name in honour (Psalms 85, 12)
Thine are the heavens, thine the earth; author, thou, of the world and all it holds. (Psalms 88, 12)
