(0.99940190274841) | Psa 37:20 | But 1 evil men will die; the Lord’s enemies will be incinerated 2 – they will go up in smoke. 3 |
(0.96724109936575) | Psa 72:20 | This collection of the prayers of David son of Jesse ends here. 1 |
(0.96724109936575) | Psa 119:82 | My eyes grow tired as I wait for your promise to be fulfilled. 1 I say, 2 “When will you comfort me?” |
(0.96724109936575) | Psa 119:123 | My eyes grow tired as I wait for your deliverance, 1 for your reliable promise to be fulfilled. 2 |
(0.83469602536998) | Psa 29:9 | The Lord’s shout bends 1 the large trees 2 and strips 3 the leaves from the forests. 4 Everyone in his temple says, “Majestic!” 5 |
(0.83469602536998) | Psa 31:10 | For my life nears its end in pain; my years draw to a close as I groan. 1 My strength fails me because of 2 my sin, and my bones become brittle. 3 |
(0.83469602536998) | Psa 53:3 | Everyone rejects God; 1 they are all morally corrupt. 2 None of them does what is right, 3 not even one! |
(0.83469602536998) | Psa 69:3 | I am exhausted from shouting for help; my throat is sore; 1 my eyes grow tired of looking for my God. 2 |
(0.83469602536998) | Psa 102:3 | For my days go up in smoke, 1 and my bones are charred like a fireplace. 2 |