Psalms 119:82

but those who wait for Yahweh will renew their strength. They will mount up with wings like eagles. They will run, and not be weary. They will walk, and not faint.

Yes, no one who waits for you will be shamed. They will be shamed who deal treacherously without cause.

He said to him, “If now I have found favor in your sight, then show me a sign that it is you who talk with me.

I waited patiently for Yahweh. He turned to me, and heard my cry.

are to deliver such a one to Satan for the destruction of the flesh, that the spirit may be saved in the day of the Lord Jesus.

I am weary with my groaning. Every night I flood my bed. I drench my couch with my tears.

I am still confident of this: I will see the goodness of Yahweh in the land of the living.

Attend to me, and answer me. I am restless in my complaint, and moan

Longing fulfilled is sweet to the soul, but fools detest turning from evil.

Hezekiah also had said, “What is the sign that I will go up to Yahweh’s house?”

We all roar like bears and moan bitterly like doves. We look for justice, but there is none, for salvation, but it is far off from us.

You will father sons and daughters, but they will not be yours, for they will go into captivity.

His archers surround me. He splits my kidneys apart, and does not spare. He pours out my bile on the ground.

My heart is troubled, and doesn’t rest. Days of affliction have come on me.

May all my enemies be ashamed and dismayed. They shall turn back, they shall be disgraced suddenly.

My soul rests in God alone. My salvation is from him.

I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail looking for my God.

We see no miraculous signs. There is no longer any prophet, neither is there among us anyone who knows how long.

Let my adversaries be clothed with dishonor. Let them cover themselves with their own shame as with a robe.

She is a tree of life to those who lay hold of her. Happy is everyone who retains her.

“For these things I weep. My eye, my eye runs down with water, because the comforter who should refresh my soul is far from me. My children are desolate, because the enemy has prevailed.”

“Look, Yahweh; for I am in distress. My heart is troubled. My heart turns over within me, for I have grievously rebelled. Abroad, the sword bereaves. At home, it is like death.

My eye runs down with streams of water, for the destruction of the daughter of my people.

For this our heart is faint. For these things our eyes are dim.

He said, “Lord Yahweh, how will I know that I will inherit it?”

For, behold, our fathers have fallen by the sword, and our sons and our daughters and our wives are in captivity for this.

But the eyes of the wicked will fail. They will have no way to flee. Their hope will be the giving up of the spirit.”

“Now give a pledge. Be collateral for me with yourself. Who is there who will strike hands with me?

I am a brother to jackals, and a companion to ostriches.

My eye wastes away because of grief. It grows old because of all my adversaries.

I am poured out like water. All my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax. It is melted within me.

My strength is dried up like a potsherd. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have brought me into the dust of death.

My heart throbs. My strength fails me. As for the light of my eyes, it has also left me.

The wicked will see it, and be grieved. He shall gnash with his teeth, and melt away. The desire of the wicked will perish.

My eyes fail looking for your salvation, for your righteous word.

Don’t exploit the poor, because he is poor; and don’t crush the needy in court;

Therefore I said, “Look away from me. I will weep bitterly. Don’t labor to comfort me for the destruction of the daughter of my people.

My anguish, my anguish! I am pained at my very heart! My heart trembles within me. I can’t hold my peace, because you have heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.

Oh that my head were waters, and my eyes a spring of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people!

“Therefore now Yahweh, the God of Armies, the God of Israel, says: ‘Why do you commit great evil against your own souls, to cut off from yourselves man and woman, infant and nursing child out of the middle of Judah, to leave yourselves no one remaining;

But those of those who escape, they will escape and will be on the mountains like doves of the valleys, all of them moaning, everyone in his iniquity.

and have sold the children of Judah and the children of Jerusalem to the sons of the Greeks, that you may remove them far from their border.

Woe to those who devise iniquity and work evil on their beds! When the morning is light, they practice it, because it is in the power of their hand.

It is decreed: she is uncovered, she is carried away; and her servants moan as with the voice of doves, beating on their breasts.

He also spoke a parable to them that they must always pray, and not give up,

Therefore you now have sorrow, but I will see you again, and your heart will rejoice, and no one will take your joy away from you.

Jesus said these things, then lifting up his eyes to heaven, he said, “Father, the time has come. Glorify your Son, that your Son may also glorify you;

Servants, be obedient to those who according to the flesh are your masters, with fear and trembling, in singleness of your heart, as to Christ,

For everyone who lives on milk is not experienced in the word of righteousness, for he is a baby.

The man said, “Let me go, for the day breaks.” Jacob said, “I won’t let you go unless you bless me.”

Israel said to Joseph, “Now let me die, since I have seen your face, that you are still alive.”

I have waited for your salvation, Yahweh.

Your sons and your daughters will be given to another people. Your eyes will look, and fail with longing for them all day long. There will be no power in your hand.

Now therefore you are cursed, and some of you will never fail to be slaves, both wood cutters and drawers of water for the house of my God.”

That day Joshua made them wood cutters and drawers of water for the congregation and for Yahweh’s altar to this day, in the place which he should choose.

The men of Gibeon sent to Joshua at the camp at Gilgal, saying, “Don’t abandon your servants! Come up to us quickly and save us! Help us; for all the kings of the Amorites that dwell in the hill country have gathered together against us.”

They turn the needy out of the way. The poor of the earth all hide themselves.

“If I have withheld the poor from their desire, or have caused the eyes of the widow to fail,

As for me, I shall see your face in righteousness. I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with seeing your form.

My God, I cry in the daytime, but you don’t answer; in the night season, and am not silent.

My eyes are ever on Yahweh, for he will pluck my feet out of the net.

Let integrity and uprightness preserve me, for I wait for you.

Let all those who seek you rejoice and be glad in you. Let such as love your salvation say continually, “Let Yahweh be exalted!”

Show me a sign of your goodness, that those who hate me may see it, and be shamed, because you, Yahweh, have helped me, and comforted me.

Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their master, as the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress; so our eyes look to Yahweh, our God, until he has mercy on us.

My soul longs for the Lord more than watchmen long for the morning, more than watchmen for the morning.

Hurry to answer me, Yahweh. My spirit fails. Don’t hide your face from me, so that I don’t become like those who go down into the pit.

The fruit of the righteous is a tree of life. He who is wise wins souls.

Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but when longing is fulfilled, it is a tree of life.

I opened to my beloved; but my beloved left, and had gone away. My heart went out when he spoke. I looked for him, but I didn’t find him. I called him, but he didn’t answer.

I said, “I won’t see Yah, Yah in the land of the living. I will see man no more with the inhabitants of the world.

I chattered like a swallow or a crane. I moaned like a dove. My eyes weaken looking upward. Lord, I am oppressed. Be my security.”

I have winnowed them with a fan in the gates of the land. I have bereaved them of children. I have destroyed my people. They didn’t return from their ways.

‘You said, “Woe is me now! For Yahweh has added sorrow to my pain! I am weary with my groaning, and I find no rest.” ’

My eyes fail with tears. My heart is troubled. My liver is poured on the earth, because of the destruction of the daughter of my people, because the young children and the infants swoon in the streets of the city.

Our eyes still fail, looking in vain for our help. In our watching we have watched for a nation that could not save.

After this, Jesus, seeing that all things were now finished, that the Scripture might be fulfilled, said, “I am thirsty.”

Now in those days, when the number of the disciples was multiplying, a complaint arose from the Hellenists against the Hebrews, because their widows were neglected in the daily service.

He, in the days of his flesh, having offered up prayers and petitions with strong crying and tears to him who was able to save him from death, and having been heard for his godly fear,