he will deliver his soul from going into the pit, and his life shall see the light.
Psalm 28:1 - King James Version - American Edition Unto thee will I cry, O Lord my rock; be not silent to me: lest, if thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 Unto thee will I cry, O LORD my rock; be not silent to me: Lest, if thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition UNTO YOU do I cry, O Lord my Rock, be not deaf and silent to me, lest, if You be silent to me, I become like those going down to the pit [the grave]. American Standard Version (1901) Unto thee, O Jehovah, will I call: My rock, be not thou deaf unto me; Lest, if thou be silent unto me, I become like them that go down into the pit. Common English Bible I cry out to you, LORD. You are my rock; don’t refuse to hear me. If you won’t talk to me, I’ll be just like those going down to the pit. Catholic Public Domain Version A Psalm of David, at the completion of the tabernacle. Bring to the Lord, O sons of God, bring to the Lord the sons of rams. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version A psalm for David, at the finishing of the tabernacle. Bring to the Lord, O ye children of God: bring to the Lord the offspring of rams. |
he will deliver his soul from going into the pit, and his life shall see the light.
I cried unto the Lord with my voice; with my voice unto the Lord did I make my supplication.
I poured out my complaint before him; I showed before him my trouble.
Hear me speedily, O Lord; my spirit faileth: hide not thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit.
The Lord is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my buckler, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower.
O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent.
I cried unto the Lord with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill. Selah.
Sing unto the Lord, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.
What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? Shall it declare thy truth?
This thou hast seen, O Lord: keep not silence: O Lord, be not far from me.
Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear unto my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears: for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
Hearken unto the voice of my cry, my King, and my God: for unto thee will I pray.
Let not the waterflood overflow me, neither let the deep swallow me up, and let not the pit shut her mouth upon me.
I cried unto God with my voice, even unto God with my voice; and he gave ear unto me.
Keep not thou silence, O God: hold not thy peace, and be not still, O God.
let us swallow them up alive as the grave; and whole, as those that go down into the pit:
Trust ye in the Lord for ever: for in the Lord Jehovah is everlasting strength.
For the grave cannot praise thee, death cannot celebrate thee: they that go down into the pit cannot hope for thy truth.
and cast him into the bottomless pit, and shut him up, and set a seal upon him, that he should deceive the nations no more, till the thousand years should be fulfilled: and after that he must be loosed a little season.