37:20 But
the Lord’s enemies will be incinerated
they will go up in smoke.
72:20 This collection of the prayers of David son of Jesse ends here.
119:82 My eyes grow tired as I wait for your promise to be fulfilled.
I say,
119:123 My eyes grow tired as I wait for your deliverance,
for your reliable promise to be fulfilled.
29:9 The Lord’s shout bends
and strips
Everyone in his temple says, “Majestic!”
31:10 For my life nears its end in pain;
my years draw to a close as I groan.
My strength fails me because of
and my bones become brittle.
53:3 Everyone rejects God;
they are all morally corrupt.
None of them does what is right,
not even one!
69:3 I am exhausted from shouting for help;
my throat is sore;
my eyes grow tired of looking for my God.
102:3 For my days go up in smoke,
and my bones are charred like a fireplace.