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Absalom according affliction Anthem of praise bless cast cause chief Musician Christ Chron church commandments composed by David continually death deliver destroy dwell earth endureth enemies established evil eyes face faith fathers fear give giver of victory glory hand hath head hear heart heathen heaven holy iniquity instruction interpretation Israel Jerusalem judge judgment keep king land light literal living Lord mercy mouth Philistines praise Prayer of David priests prophet Psalm of David Psalms composed rejoice remembered rest righteousness salvation Saul Scripture seek Selah sense servant sing Song sons soul speak spiritual strength tabernacle temple thanksgiving thine things thou art thou hast thy name trouble true trust truth turned unto the Lord unto thee voice waters whole wicked wilderness xvii
Pàgina 250 - Bless the Lord, O my soul. ~j A /j Bless the Lord, O my soul. O Lord my God, Thou art very great ; Thou art clothed with honour and majesty. Who coverest Thyself with light as with a garment : Who stretchest out the heavens like a curtain : Who layeth the beams of His chambers in the waters : Who maketh the clouds His chariot : Who walketh upon the wings of the wind...
Pàgina 116 - I have been young, and now am old ; yet have I not seen the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging bread.
Pàgina 322 - If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand : when I awake, I am still with thee.
Pàgina 231 - Those that be planted in the house of the Lord shall flourish in the courts of our God. They shall still bring forth fruit in old age; they shall be fat and flourishing; To shew that the Lord is upright: he is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.
Pàgina 75 - There went up a smoke out of his nostrils, And fire out of his mouth devoured; Coals were kindled by it.
Pàgina 104 - Be ye not as the horse, or as the mule, which have no understanding : whose mouth must be held in with bit and bridle, lest they come near unto thee.
Pàgina 90 - Lift up your heads, O ye gates ; and be ye lift up, ye everlasting doors ; and the king of glory shall come in.
Pàgina 117 - Yet he passed away, and, lo, he was not: yea, I sought him, but he could not be found.