16, Psalm 56, Psalm 120, Psalm 140-142

Psalm 56

1 Be merciful unto me, O God: for man would swallow me up; he fighting daily oppresseth me. View Tool
2 Mine enemies would daily swallow me up: for they be many that fight against me, O thou most High. View Tool
3 What time I am afraid, I will trust in thee. 2 I View Tool
4 In God I will praise his word, in God I have put my trust; I will not fear what flesh can do unto me. View Tool
5 Every day they wrest my words: all their thoughts are against me for evil. View Tool
6 They gather themselves together, they hide themselves, they mark my steps, when they wait for my soul. View Tool
7 Shall they escape by iniquity? in thine anger cast down the people, O God. View Tool
8 Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book? 12 I View Tool
9 When I cry unto thee, then shall mine enemies turn back: this I know; for God is for me. View Tool
10 In God will I praise his word: in the Lord will I praise his word. 2 I View Tool
11 In God have I put my trust: I will not be afraid what man can do unto me. 2 I View Tool
12 Thy vows are upon me, O God: I will render praises unto thee. 2 I View Tool
13 For thou hast delivered my soul from death: wilt not thou deliver my feet from falling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living? 10 I View Tool

 

Psalm 120

1 In my distress I cried unto the Lord, and he heard me. 4 I View Tool
2 Deliver my soul, O Lord, from lying lips, and from a deceitful tongue. 2 I View Tool
3 What shall be given unto thee? or what shall be done unto thee, thou false tongue? View Tool
4 Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper. View Tool
5 Woe is me, that I sojourn in Mesech, that I dwell in the tents of Kedar! View Tool
6 My soul hath long dwelt with him that hateth peace. View Tool
7 I am for peace: but when I speak, they are for war. View Tool

 

Psalm 140

1 Deliver me, O Lord, from the evil man: preserve me from the violent man; 6 I View Tool
2 Which imagine mischiefs in their heart; continually are they gathered together for war. View Tool
3 They have sharpened their tongues like a serpent; adders' poison is under their lips. Selah. View Tool
4 Keep me, O Lord, from the hands of the wicked; preserve me from the violent man; who have purposed to overthrow my goings. View Tool
5 The proud have hid a snare for me, and cords; they have spread a net by the wayside; they have set gins for me. Selah. View Tool
6 I said unto the Lord, Thou art my God: hear the voice of my supplications, O Lord. 2 I View Tool
7 O God the Lord, the strength of my salvation, thou hast covered my head in the day of battle. 4 I View Tool
8 Grant not, O Lord, the desires of the wicked: further not his wicked device; lest they exalt themselves. Selah. View Tool
9 As for the head of those that compass me about, let the mischief of their own lips cover them. View Tool
10 Let burning coals fall upon them: let them be cast into the fire; into deep pits, that they rise not up again. View Tool
11 Let not an evil speaker be established in the earth: evil shall hunt the violent man to overthrow him. View Tool
12 I know that the Lord will maintain the cause of the afflicted, and the right of the poor. 4 I View Tool
13 Surely the righteous shall give thanks unto thy name: the upright shall dwell in thy presence. 18 I View Tool

 

Psalm 141

1 Lord, I cry unto thee: make haste unto me; give ear unto my voice, when I cry unto thee. 2 I View Tool
2 Let my prayer be set forth before thee as incense; and the lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice. 4 I View Tool
3 Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth; keep the door of my lips. 9 I View Tool
4 Incline not my heart to any evil thing, to practise wicked works with men that work iniquity: and let me not eat of their dainties. View Tool
5 Let the righteous smite me; it shall be a kindness: and let him reprove me; it shall be an excellent oil, which shall not break my head: for yet my prayer also shall be in their calamities. 2 I View Tool
6 When their judges are overthrown in stony places, they shall hear my words; for they are sweet. View Tool
7 Our bones are scattered at the grave's mouth, as when one cutteth and cleaveth wood upon the earth. View Tool
8 But mine eyes are unto thee, O God the Lord: in thee is my trust; leave not my soul destitute. 7 I View Tool
9 Keep me from the snares which they have laid for me, and the gins of the workers of iniquity. View Tool
10 Let the wicked fall into their own nets, whilst that I withal escape. 2 I View Tool

 

Psalm 142

1 I cried unto the Lord with my voice; with my voice unto the Lord did I make my supplication. View Tool
2 I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble. 4 I View Tool
3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they privily laid a snare for me. View Tool
4 I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul. View Tool
5 I cried unto thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living. 4 I View Tool
6 Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I. View Tool
7 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the righteous shall compass me about; for thou shalt deal bountifully with me. 4 I View Tool