Talált 19150 Eredmények: Or

• For you are the God of my strength; why abandon me? Why must I go around in mourning, harrassed by the enemy? (Psalms 43, 2)

• [For the choirmaster Of the sons of Korah Poem] God, we have heard for ourselves, our ancestors have told us, of the deeds you did in their days, in days of old, (Psalms 44, 1)

• by your hand. To establish them in the land you drove out nations, to make room for them you harried peoples. (Psalms 44, 2)

• It was not their own sword that won the land, nor their own arms which made them victorious, but your hand it was and your arm, and the light of your presence, for you loved them. (Psalms 44, 3)

• You are my king, my God, who decreed Jacob's victories; (Psalms 44, 4)

• For my trust was not in my bow, my victory was not won by my sword; (Psalms 44, 6)

• you leave us to fall back before the enemy, those who hate us plunder us at will. (Psalms 44, 10)

• You hand us over like sheep for slaughter, you scatter us among the nations, (Psalms 44, 11)

• you sell your people for a trifle and make no profit on the sale. (Psalms 44, 12)

• You make us the butt of our neighbours, the mockery and scorn of those around us, (Psalms 44, 13)

• you make us a by-word among nations, other peoples shake their heads over us. (Psalms 44, 14)

• All this has befallen us though we had not forgotten you, nor been disloyal to your covenant, (Psalms 44, 17)