| (0.19293146391753) | Psa 119:136 |
| Tears stream down from my eyes, 1 because people 2 do not keep your law. |
| (0.19293146391753) | Psa 119:140 |
| Your word is absolutely pure, and your servant loves it! |
| (0.19293146391753) | Psa 119:146 |
| I cried out to you, “Deliver me, so that I can keep 1 your rules.” |
| (0.19293146391753) | Psa 119:156 |
| Your compassion is great, O Lord. Revive me, as you typically do! 1 |
| (0.19293146391753) | Psa 119:165 |
| Those who love your law are completely secure; 1 nothing causes them to stumble. 2 |
| (0.19293146391753) | Psa 120:4 |
| Here’s how! 1 With the sharp arrows of warriors, with arrowheads forged over the hot coals. 2 |
| (0.19293146391753) | Psa 120:7 |
| I am committed to peace, 1 but when I speak, they want to make war. 2 |
| (0.19293146391753) | Psa 126:5 |
| Those who shed tears as they plant will shout for joy when they reap the harvest. 1 |
| (0.19293146391753) | Psa 132:15 |
| I will abundantly supply what she needs; 1 I will give her poor all the food they need. 2 |
| (0.19293146391753) | Psa 134:2 |
| Lift your hands toward the sanctuary and praise the Lord! |
| (0.19293146391753) | Psa 135:16 |
| They have mouths, but cannot speak, eyes, but cannot see, |
| (0.19293146391753) | Psa 135:17 |
| and ears, but cannot hear. Indeed, they cannot breathe. 1 |
| (0.19293146391753) | Psa 147:7 |
| Offer to the Lord a song of thanks! 1 Sing praises to our God to the accompaniment of a harp! |
| (0.19293146391753) | Psa 150:3 |
| Praise him with the blast of the horn! Praise him with the lyre and the harp! |
| (0.19285699793814) | Psa 5:10 |
| Condemn them, 1 O God! May their own schemes be their downfall! 2 Drive them away 3 because of their many acts of insurrection, 4 for they have rebelled against you. |
| (0.19285699793814) | Psa 12:1 |
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| (0.19285699793814) | Psa 19:4 |
| Yet its voice 1 echoes 2 throughout the earth; its 3 words carry 4 to the distant horizon. 5 In the sky 6 he has pitched a tent for the sun. 7 |
| (0.19285699793814) | Psa 31:17 |
| O Lord, do not let me be humiliated, for I call out to you! May evil men be humiliated! May they go wailing to the grave! 1 |
| (0.19285699793814) | Psa 57:3 |
| May he send help from heaven and deliver me 1 from my enemies who hurl insults! 2 (Selah) May God send his loyal love and faithfulness! |
| (0.19285699793814) | Psa 64:6 |
| They devise 1 unjust schemes; they disguise 2 a well-conceived plot. 3 Man’s inner thoughts cannot be discovered. 4 |




