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Jonah 2:7

Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

In my soul fainting upon me I remembered Jehovah: and my prayers will come in to thee to thy holy temple.

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In my straits I will call upon Jehovah, and to my God will I cry: he will hear my voice from his temple, and my cry will come before him into his ears.

And the priests the Levites will rise up and bless the people: and he will hear to their voice, and their prayer will come to the dwelling of his holy place to the heavens.

I remembered the days of old and I meditated in all thy work, and I will meditate upon the work of thy hands.

Jehovah is in his holy temple; Jehovah, in the heavens his throne: his eyes will behold, his eyelashes will try the sons of man.

And it will press upon David greatly, for the people spake of stoning him, because the soul of all the people was bitter, each for his sons and for his daughters: and David will be strengthened in Jehovah his God.

Unless I believed to look upon the goodness of Jehovah in the land of the living.

These in chariots, and these in horses: and in the name of Jehovah our God will we remember.

Happy him thou wilt choose, and thou wilt draw near; he shall dwell in thy enclosures: we shall be satisfied in the good of thy house; holy is thy temple.

For reckon over him having endured such contradiction of the sinful against himself, lest being harassed, ye labor in your souls.

And Jehovah in his holy temple: be silent all the earth before his face.

Hear, all ye peoples; attend, O earth, and its fulness, and the Lord Jehovah shall be among you for a witness, Jehovah from his holy temple.

And I said, I was driven from before thine eyes; yet I shall add to look to thy holy temple.

Who among you fearing Jehovah, hearing to the voice of his servant? who goes in darkness and no light to him? he shall trust in the name of Jehovah and rest upon his God.

Why wilt thou be bowed down, O my soul? and why wilt thou be disturbed upon me? hope upon God, for yet shall I praise him, the salvation of my face, and my God.

Why wilt thou be bowed down, O my soul? and why wilt thou be disturbed upon me? Hope upon God, for yet shall I praise him, the salvation of my face and my God.

Why wilt thou be bowed down, O my soul? and be disturbed upon me? Hope upon God, for yet shall I praise him for the salvation of his face.

I was poured out as water, and all my bones were sundered; my heart was as wax being melted in the midst of my bowels.

In my spirit languishing upon me, and thou knewest my beaten paths. In the way which I shall go they hid a snare for me.

Behold, for peace bitterness, to me bitterness: and thou didst cleave to my soul from the pit of destruction: and thou didst cast all my sin behind my back




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