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Psalm 81

1 Sing aloud unto God our strength: make a joyful noise unto the God of Jacob. 4 I View Tool
2 Take a psalm, and bring hither the timbrel, the pleasant harp with the psaltery. View Tool
3 Blow up the trumpet in the new moon, in the time appointed, on our solemn feast day. View Tool
4 For this was a statute for Israel, and a law of the God of Jacob. View Tool
5 This he ordained in Joseph for a testimony, when he went out through the land of Egypt: where I heard a language that I understood not. View Tool
6 I removed his shoulder from the burden: his hands were delivered from the pots. View Tool
7 Thou calledst in trouble, and I delivered thee; I answered thee in the secret place of thunder: I proved thee at the waters of Meribah. Selah. View Tool
8 Hear, O my people, and I will testify unto thee: O Israel, if thou wilt hearken unto me; 4 I View Tool
9 There shall no strange god be in thee; neither shalt thou worship any strange god. 4 I View Tool
10 I am the Lord thy God, which brought thee out of the land of Egypt: open thy mouth wide, and I will fill it. 9 I View Tool
11 But my people would not hearken to my voice; and Israel would none of me. 6 I View Tool
12 So I gave them up unto their own hearts' lust: and they walked in their own counsels. View Tool
13 Oh that my people had hearkened unto me, and Israel had walked in my ways! 2 I View Tool
14 I should soon have subdued their enemies, and turned my hand against their adversaries. View Tool
15 The haters of the Lord should have submitted themselves unto him: but their time should have endured for ever. 4 I View Tool
16 He should have fed them also with the finest of the wheat: and with honey out of the rock should I have satisfied thee. 6 I View Tool

 

Psalm 88

1 O lord God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before thee: 8 I View Tool
2 Let my prayer come before thee: incline thine ear unto my cry; 10 I View Tool
3 For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave. View Tool
4 I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength: View Tool
5 Free among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more: and they are cut off from thy hand. View Tool
6 Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the deeps. View Tool
7 Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, and thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. Selah. View Tool
8 Thou hast put away mine acquaintance far from me; thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth. View Tool
9 Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: Lord, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee. 4 I View Tool
10 Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead? shall the dead arise and praise thee? Selah. View Tool
11 Shall thy lovingkindness be declared in the grave? or thy faithfulness in destruction? View Tool
12 Shall thy wonders be known in the dark? and thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness? View Tool
13 But unto thee have I cried, O Lord; and in the morning shall my prayer prevent thee. 4 I View Tool
14 Lord, why castest thou off my soul? why hidest thou thy face from me? View Tool
15 I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: while I suffer thy terrors I am distracted. View Tool
16 Thy fierce wrath goeth over me; thy terrors have cut me off. View Tool
17 They came round about me daily like water; they compassed me about together. View Tool
18 Lover and friend hast thou put far from me, and mine acquaintance into darkness. 2 I View Tool

 

Psalm 92

1 It is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord, and to sing praises unto thy name, O Most High: View Tool
2 To shew forth thy lovingkindness in the morning, and thy faithfulness every night, View Tool
3 Upon an instrument of ten strings, and upon the psaltery; upon the harp with a solemn sound. 2 I View Tool
4 For thou, Lord, hast made me glad through thy work: I will triumph in the works of thy hands. 7 I View Tool
5 O Lord, how great are thy works! and thy thoughts are very deep. 8 I View Tool
6 A brutish man knoweth not; neither doth a fool understand this. 4 I View Tool
7 When the wicked spring as the grass, and when all the workers of iniquity do flourish; it is that they shall be destroyed for ever: 8 I View Tool
8 But thou, Lord, art most high for evermore. 4 I View Tool
9 For, lo, thine enemies, O Lord, for, lo, thine enemies shall perish; all the workers of iniquity shall be scattered. 2 I View Tool
10 But my horn shalt thou exalt like the horn of an unicorn: I shall be anointed with fresh oil. View Tool
11 Mine eye also shall see my desire on mine enemies, and mine ears shall hear my desire of the wicked that rise up against me. View Tool
12 The righteous shall flourish like the palm tree: he shall grow like a cedar in Lebanon. 4 I View Tool
13 Those that be planted in the house of the Lord shall flourish in the courts of our God. 4 I View Tool
14 They shall still bring forth fruit in old age; they shall be fat and flourishing; 5 I View Tool
15 To shew that the Lord is upright: he is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him. 7 I View Tool

 

Psalm 93

1 The Lord reigneth, he is clothed with majesty; the Lord is clothed with strength, wherewith he hath girded himself: the world also is stablished, that it cannot be moved. View Tool
2 Thy throne is established of old: thou art from everlasting. 11 I View Tool
3 The floods have lifted up, O Lord, the floods have lifted up their voice; the floods lift up their waves. 4 I View Tool
4 The Lord on high is mightier than the noise of many waters, yea, than the mighty waves of the sea. 5 I View Tool
5 Thy testimonies are very sure: holiness becometh thine house, O Lord, for ever. 7 I View Tool