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Psalm 43:2

American Standard Version (1901)

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?

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I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

Jehovah is my strength and my shield; My heart hath trusted in him, and I am helped: Therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth; And with my song will I praise him.

Finally, be strong in the Lord, and in the strength of his might.

but they that wait for Jehovah shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; they shall walk, and not faint.

For Jehovah will not cast off his people, Neither will he forsake his inheritance.

But now thou hast cast us off, and brought us to dishonor, And goest not forth with our hosts.

And I will strengthen them in Jehovah; and they shall walk up and down in his name, saith Jehovah.

Only in Jehovah, it is said of me, is righteousness and strength; even to him shall men come; and all they that were incensed against him shall be put to shame.

O Jehovah the Lord, the strength of my salvation, Thou hast covered my head in the day of battle.

Will the Lord cast off for ever? And will he be favorable no more?

Cast me not off in the time of old age; Forsake me not when my strength faileth.

And thou, Solomon my son, know thou the God of thy father, and serve him with a perfect heart and with a willing mind; for Jehovah searcheth all hearts, and understandeth all the imaginations of the thoughts. If thou seek him, he will be found of thee; but if thou forsake him, he will cast thee off for ever.

Jehovah is my strength and song, And he is become my salvation: This is my God, and I will praise him; My father’s God, and I will exalt him.

I can do all things in him that strengtheneth me.

Pluck me out of the net that they have laid privily for me; For thou art my stronghold.

As with a sword in my bones, mine adversaries reproach me, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: While I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.




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