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Psalm 13:2

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How long must I wrestle with my thoughts and day after day have sorrow in my heart? How long will my enemy triumph over me?

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so the king asked me, “Why does your face look so sad when you are not ill? This can be nothing but sadness of heart.” I was very much afraid,

Esther said, “An adversary and enemy! This vile Haman!” Then Haman was terrified before the king and queen.

If I am guilty—woe to me! Even if I am innocent, I cannot lift my head, for I am full of shame and drowned in my affliction.

defending the fatherless and the oppressed, so that mere earthly mortals will never again strike terror.

The cords of death entangled me, the anguish of the grave came over me; I was overcome by distress and sorrow.

from the wicked who are out to destroy me, from my mortal enemies who surround me.

Let their lying lips be silenced, for with pride and contempt they speak arrogantly against the righteous.

For I am about to fall, and my pain is ever with me.

These things I remember as I pour out my soul: how I used to go to the house of God under the protection of the Mighty One with shouts of joy and praise among the festive throng.

Turn, Lord, and deliver me; save me because of your unfailing love.

or they will tear me apart like a lion and rip me to pieces with no one to rescue me.

How long will the enemy mock you, God? Will the foe revile your name forever?

Remember how the enemy has mocked you, Lord, how foolish people have reviled your name.

Through the praise of children and infants you have established a stronghold against your enemies, to silence the foe and the avenger.

Endless ruin has overtaken my enemies, you have uprooted their cities; even the memory of them has perished.

A happy heart makes the face cheerful, but heartache crushes the spirit.

All their days they eat in darkness, with great frustration, affliction and anger.

Why is my pain unending and my wound grievous and incurable? You are to me like a deceptive brook, like a spring that fails.

You said, ‘Woe to me! The Lord has added sorrow to my pain; I am worn out with groaning and find no rest.’

You who are my Comforter in sorrow, my heart is faint within me.

Her foes have become her masters; her enemies are at ease. The Lord has brought her grief because of her many sins. Her children have gone into exile, captive before the foe.

Her filthiness clung to her skirts; she did not consider her future. Her fall was astounding; there was none to comfort her. “Look, Lord, on my affliction, for the enemy has triumphed.”

Why do you always forget us? Why do you forsake us so long?

Then he said to them, “My soul is overwhelmed with sorrow to the point of death. Stay here and keep watch with me.”

Every day I was with you in the temple courts, and you did not lay a hand on me. But this is your hour—when darkness reigns.”

Rather, you are filled with grief because I have said these things.

I have great sorrow and unceasing anguish in my heart.

Indeed he was ill, and almost died. But God had mercy on him, and not on him only but also on me, to spare me sorrow upon sorrow.

Saul became still more afraid of him, and he remained his enemy the rest of his days.

When a man finds his enemy, does he let him get away unharmed? May the Lord reward you well for the way you treated me today.




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