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Psalm 13:2

Rotherham Emphasized Bible 1902

How long shall I lay up cares within my soul, sorrow in my heart, day by day? How long shall mine enemy lift himself up over me?

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When I would have cheered myself against sorrow, Against me, mine own heart sickened:—

Wherefore hath my pain become perpetual? And my wound, incurable? Refuseth to be healed? Wilt thou, indeed be, to me As a brook that disappointeth, Waters that cannot be trusted?

Her adversaries have become chief, her foes, are at ease, for, Yahweh, hath grieved her, because of the multitude of her transgressions,—Her children, have gone into captivity, before the adversary.

Even all his days, are spent in darkness and mourning,—and he is very morose, and is sad and angry.

A joyful heart, maketh a pleasing countenance,—but, in sorrow of heart, is a stricken spirit.

If I have been lawless, alas for me! Or, if I am righteous, I will not lift up my head, Surfeited with shame, look thou then on my humiliation.

And, in fact, he was sick, nigh unto death; but, God, had mercy on him,—and, not on him only, but, on me also, lest, sorrow upon sorrow, I should have.

That I have great grief and incessant travail in my heart;

But, because, these things, I have told you, sorrow, hath filled your heart.

Then, saith he unto them: Encompassed with grief, is my soul, unto death: Abide ye here, and be watching with me.

Her impurity, is in her skirts, She hath not remembered her hereafter, Therefore hath she come down wonderfully, none to comfort her,—Behold, O Yahweh, my humiliation, that the foe, hath made himself great.

The meshes of death encompassed me, and the distresses of hades, came upon me, Peril and sorrow, I found;

Remember this, An enemy, hath reproached Yahweh, Yea, an impious people, have reviled thy Name.

How long, O God, shall the adversary, reproach? Shall the enemy revile thy Name perpetually?

These things, I keep calling to mind, and pouring out, over me, my own soul, For I used to cross over with a crowd, Lead them in procession up to the house of God, With the voice of shouting and praise.—a throng keeping festival.

Let false lips be made dumb,—which are speaking—against a righteous one—arrogantly, with pride and contempt.

From the face of lawless ones who have treated me with violence, the foes of my soul, who come round against me:

To vindicate the fatherless and the crushed, A man of the earth, shall, no further, cause terror!

O enemy! complete are the desolations, evermore,—even cities, hast thou uprooted, The memory of, them, hath perished.

Out of the mouth of children and sucklings, hast thou laid a foundation of strength,—because of thine adversaries, to make foe and avenger be still.

Lest one tear, as a lion, my soul,—and there be no deliverer to rescue.

And Esther said, A man who is an adversary and enemy, this wicked Haman. And, Haman, was terrified, before the king and the queen.

Then said the king unto me, Wherefore is thy countenance sad, seeing that, thou, art not sick? this is nothing else, but sadness of heart. Then feared I exceedingly,

Yet, when a man findeth his enemy, will he let him get easily away? Yahweh, then, give thee, good, reward for what, this day, thou hast done unto me.

So then Saul went on to fear because of David, yet more,—and it came to pass that Saul was hostile to David, all the days.

Daily, was I with you, in the temple, and yet ye stretched not forth your hands against me! …But, this, is your hour, and the authority of darkness.

Thou didst say, Surely woe to me! For Yahweh hath added sorrow unto my pain,—I am weary with my moaning, And rest, have I not found!

For, I, to halt, am ready, and, my pain, is before me continually;

Return, O Yahweh, deliver my soul, Save me, for the sake of thy lovingkindness;

Wherefore shouldst thou perpetually forget us? forsake us, to length of days?




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