(1.0007838842975) | Psa 149:6 | <p class="poetry">May they praise Godp> <p class="poetry">while they hold a two-edged sword in their hand,<n id="1" />p> |
(0.84269766528926) | Psa 5:9 | <p class="poetry">For<n id="1" /> they do not speak the truth;<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">their stomachs are like the place of destruction,<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">their throats like an open grave,<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">their tongues like a steep slope leading into it.<n id="5" />p> |
(0.84269766528926) | Psa 69:3 | <p class="poetry">I am exhausted from shouting for help;p> <p class="poetry">my throat is sore;<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">my eyes grow tired of looking for my God.<n id="2" />p> |
(0.84269766528926) | Psa 115:7 | <p class="poetry">hands, but cannot touch,p> <p class="poetry">feet, but cannot walk.p> <p class="poetry">They cannot even clear their throats.<n id="1" />p> |