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Psalm 17:8

The Passion Translation

Protect me from harm; keep an eye on me as you would a child who is reflected in the twinkling of your eye. Yes, hide me within the shelter of your embrace, under your outstretched wings.

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Keep me safe, O mighty God. I run to you, my safe place.

O God, how extravagant is your cherishing love! All mankind can find a hiding place under the shadow of your wings.

All may drink of the anointing from the abundance of your house. All may drink their fill from the rivers of Eden.

Please, God, show me mercy! Open your grace-fountain for me, for you are my soul’s true shelter. I will hide beneath the shadow of your embrace, under the wings of your cherubim, until this terrible trouble is past.

I will cry out to you, the God of the highest heaven, the mighty God, who performs all these wonders for me.

Keep me in this glory. Let me live continually under your splendor-shadow, hiding my life in you forever. Pause in his presence

You have heard my sweet resolutions to love and serve you, for I am your beloved. And you have given me an inheritance of rich treasures, which you give to all your devoted lovers.

When you abide under the shadow of Shaddai, you are hidden in the strength of God Most High.

His massive arms are wrapped around you, protecting you. You can run under his covering of majesty and hide. His arms of faithfulness are a shield keeping you from harm.

If you do what I say you will live well. Guard your life with my revelation-truth, for my teaching is as precious as your eyesight.

“O Jerusalem, Jerusalem—you are the city that murders your prophets! You are the city that stones the very messengers who were sent to deliver you! So many times I have longed to gather a wayward people, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings—but you were too stubborn to let me.

O City of Jerusalem, you are the city who murders your prophets! You are the city who pelts to death with stones the very messengers sent to deliver you! So many times I have longed to gather your wayward children together around me, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings—but you were too stubborn to let me.

May Yahweh reward you for your sacrifices, and because of what you’ve done, may you have a full and rich reward from Yahweh, the God of Israel, under whose wings you have come to find shelter!”




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