KJV Bible Concordance
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(37) Mark the perfect man, and behold the upright: for the end of that man is peace.
(38) But the transgressors shall be destroyed together: the end of the wicked shall be cut off.
(39) But the salvation of the righteous is of the LORD: he is their strength in the time of trouble.
(39) But the salvation of the righteous is of the LORD: he is their strength in the time of trouble.
(39) But the salvation of the righteous is of the LORD: he is their strength in the time of trouble.
(1) A Psalm of David, to bring to remembrance. O LORD, rebuke me not in thy wrath: neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
(3) There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.
(3) There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.
(5) My wounds stink and are corrupt because of my foolishness.
(8) I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
(8) I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
(10) My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.
(1) To the chief Musician, even to Jeduthun, A Psalm of David. I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue: I will keep my mouth with a bridle, while the wicked is before me.
(4) LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am.
(8) Deliver me from all my transgressions: make me not the reproach of the foolish.
(10) Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
(1) To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. I waited patiently for the LORD; and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry.
(2) He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings.
(2) He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings.
(5) Many, O LORD my God, are thy wonderful works which thou hast done, and thy thoughts which are to us-ward: they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee: if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered.
(7) Then said I, Lo, I come: in the volume of the book it is written of me,
(7) Then said I, Lo, I come: in the volume of the book it is written of me,
(12) For innumerable evils have compassed me about: mine iniquities have taken hold upon me, so that I am not able to look up; they are more than the hairs of mine head: therefore my heart faileth me.
(15) Let them be desolate for a reward of their shame that say unto me, Aha, aha.
(1) To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. Blessed is he that considereth the poor: the LORD will deliver him in time of trouble.
(1) To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. Blessed is he that considereth the poor: the LORD will deliver him in time of trouble.
(2) The LORD will preserve him, and keep him alive; and he shall be blessed upon the earth: and thou wilt not deliver him unto the will of his enemies.
(3) The LORD will strengthen him upon the bed of languishing: thou wilt make all his bed in his sickness.
(5) Mine enemies speak evil of me, When shall he die, and his name perish?
(9) Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread, hath lifted up his heel against me.
(13) Blessed be the LORD God of Israel from everlasting, and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen.
(1) To the chief Musician, Maschil, for the sons of Korah. As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.
(4) When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.
(4) When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.
(5) Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.
(6) O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.
(6) O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.
(7) Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.
(8) Yet the LORD will command his lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life.
(9) I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
(9) I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
(11) Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.
(2) For thou art the God of my strength: why dost thou cast me off? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
(2) For thou art the God of my strength: why dost thou cast me off? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
(2) For thou art the God of my strength: why dost thou cast me off? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
(4) Then will I go unto the altar of God, unto God my exceeding joy: yea, upon the harp will I praise thee, O God my God.
(5) Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.
(1) To the chief Musician for the sons of Korah, Maschil. We have heard with our ears, O God, our fathers have told us, what work thou didst in their days, in the times of old.
(1) To the chief Musician for the sons of Korah, Maschil. We have heard with our ears, O God, our fathers have told us, what work thou didst in their days, in the times of old.
(3) For they got not the land in possession by their own sword, neither did their own arm save them: but thy right hand, and thine arm, and the light of thy countenance, because thou hadst a favour unto them.