He thus hath said within his heart, The Lord hath quite forgot; He hides his countenance, and he for ever sees it not.
Psalm 86:14 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter) O God, the proud against me rise, and vi'lent men have met, That for my soul have sought; and thee before them have not set. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 O God, the proud are risen against me, And the assemblies of violent men have sought after my soul; And have not set thee before them. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition O God, the proud and insolent are risen against me; a rabble of violent and ruthless men has sought and demanded my life, and they have not set You before them. American Standard Version (1901) O God, the proud are risen up against me, And a company of violent men have sought after my soul, And have not set thee before them. Common English Bible The arrogant rise up against me, God. A gang of violent people want me dead. They don’t give a thought for you. |
He thus hath said within his heart, The Lord hath quite forgot; He hides his countenance, and he for ever sees it not.
Why is it that the wicked man thus doth the Lord despise? Because that God will it require he in his heart denies.
The wicked, through his pride of face, on God he doth not call; And in the counsels of his heart the Lord is not at all.
The men whose hearts with pride are stuff'd did greatly me deride; Yet from thy straight commandements I have not turn'd aside.
The men that are puff 'd up with pride against me forg'd a lie; Yet thy commandements observe with my whole heart will I.
These workers of iniquity do they not know at all, That they my people eat as bread, and on God do not call?
The proud for me a snare have hid, and cords; yea, they a net Have by the way-side for me spread; they gins for me have set.
The wicked man's transgression within my heart thus says, Undoubtedly the fear of God is not before his eyes.
Let not the foot of cruel pride come, and against me stand; And let me not removed be, Lord, by the wicked's hand.
For they that strangers are to me do up against me rise; Oppressors seek my soul, and God set not before their eyes.
Unto mine enemies he shall mischief and ill repay: O for thy truth's sake cut them off, and sweep them clean away.