Through thee will we push down our adversaries: Through thy name will we tread them under that rise up against us.
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There is a river, the streams whereof make glad the city of God, The holy place of the tabernacles of the Most High.
O my God, my soul is cast down within me: Therefore do I remember thee from the land of the Jordan, And the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.
Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him, Who is' the help of my countenance, and my God. Psalm 44 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm' of the sons of Korah. Maschil.
I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
Therefore will we not fear, though the earth do change, And though the mountains be shaken into the heart of the seas;
God is our refuge and strength, A very present help in trouble.
Psalms 45
My heart overfloweth with a goodly matter; I speak the things which I have made touching the king: My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
Jehovah of hosts is with us; The God of Jacob is our refuge. Selah
Then will I go unto the altar of God, Unto God my exceeding joy; And upon the harp will I praise thee, O God, my God.
These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, How I went with the throng, and led them to the house of God, With the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday.
As with a sword in my bones, mine adversaries reproach me, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
Rise up for our help, And redeem us for thy lovingkindness' sake. Psalm 45 For the Chief Musician; set to Shoshannim. `A Psalm' of the sons of Korah. Maschil. A Song of loves.
My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: When shall I come and appear before God?
Oh clap your hands, all ye peoples; Shout unto God with the voice of triumph.
Psalms 42
Wherefore hidest thou thy face, And forgettest our affliction and our oppression?
Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And why' art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him For' the help of his countenance.
Thou sellest thy people for nought, And hast not increased `thy wealth' by their price.
For God is the King of all the earth: Sing ye praises with understanding.
Great is Jehovah, and greatly to be praised, In the city of our God, in his holy mountain.
Thou art my King, O God: Command deliverance for Jacob.
For the voice of him that reproacheth and blasphemeth, By reason of the enemy and the avenger.
Yet' Jehovah will command his lovingkindness in the day-time; And in the night his song shall be with me, Even' a prayer unto the God of my life.
For Jehovah Most High is terrible; He is a great King over all the earth.
But now thou hast cast `us' off, and brought us to dishonor, And goest not forth with our hosts.
For thou art the God of my strength; why hast thou cast me off? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
With gladness and rejoicing shall they be led: They shall enter into the king's palace.
He chooseth our inheritance for us, The glory of Jacob whom he loved. Selah