Wicked people are far from being saved, because they have not searched for your laws.
His children are far from help. They are crushed at the city gate, and no one is there to rescue them.
He turns up his nose ⌞and says⌟, “God doesn’t care.” His every thought ⌞concludes⌟, “There is no God.”
You save humble people, but you bring down a conceited look.
The fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge. Stubborn fools despise wisdom and discipline.
Listen to me, you stubborn people who are far from being righteous.
I’ll create praise on their lips: “Perfect peace to those both far and near.” “I’ll heal them,” says the Lord.
We all growl like bears. We coo like doves. We hope for justice, but there is none. We hope for salvation, but it’s far from us.
He yelled, ‘Father Abraham! Have mercy on me! Send Lazarus to dip the tip of his finger in water to cool off my tongue. I am suffering in this fire.’
No one understands. No one searches for God.