Psalms 142:3
Hebrew Text— Psalms 142:3When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, you knew my route. On the path in which I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.
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Blessed is the man who doesn’t walk in the counsel of the wicked, nor stand on the path of sinners, nor sit in the seat of scoffers;
that the proof of your faith, which is more precious than gold that perishes even though it is tested by fire, may be found to result in praise, glory, and honor at the revelation of Jesus Christ—
Yahweh, you have searched me, and you know me.
Yahweh is good, a stronghold in the day of trouble; and he knows those who take refuge in him.
However God’s firm foundation stands, having this seal, “The Lord knows those who are his,” and, “Let every one who names the name of the Lord depart from unrighteousness.”
For you, God, have tested us. You have refined us, as silver is refined.
I am the good shepherd. I know my own, and I’m known by my own;
For whom he foreknew, he also predestined to be conformed to the image of his Son, that he might be the firstborn among many brothers.
Blessed is a person who endures temptation, for when he has been approved, he will receive the crown of life, which the Lord promised to those who love him.
But if anyone loves God, the same is known by him.
Yahweh is my rock, my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my rock, in whom I take refuge; my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my high tower.
I will bring the third part into the fire, and will refine them as silver is refined, and will test them like gold is tested. They will call on my name, and I will hear them. I will say, ‘It is my people;’ and they will say, ‘Yahweh is my God.’ ”
But from there you shall seek Yahweh your God, and you shall find him when you search after him with all your heart and with all your soul.
Jehoahaz begged Yahweh, and Yahweh listened to him; for he saw the oppression of Israel, how the king of Syria oppressed them.
Hide me from the conspiracy of the wicked, from the noisy crowd of the ones doing evil;
Yahweh preserves the foreigners. He upholds the fatherless and widow, but he turns the way of the wicked upside down.
The way of the wicked is an abomination to Yahweh, but he loves him who follows after righteousness.
and Yahweh will guide you continually, satisfy your soul in dry places, and make your bones strong. You will be like a watered garden, and like a spring of water whose waters don’t fail.
Daughter of my people, clothe yourself with sackcloth, and wallow in ashes! Mourn, as for an only son, most bitter lamentation, for the destroyer will suddenly come on us.
Should evil be recompensed for good? For they have dug a pit for my soul. Remember how I stood before you to speak good for them, to turn away your wrath from them.
Then the king’s face was changed in him, and his thoughts troubled him; and the joints of his thighs were loosened, and his knees struck one against another.
He said, ‘Now lift up your eyes, and behold, all the male goats which leap on the flock are streaked, speckled, and grizzled, for I have seen all that Laban does to you.
His brothers saw that their father loved him more than all his brothers, and they hated him, and couldn’t speak peaceably to him.
Therefore they set taskmasters over them to afflict them with their burdens. They built storage cities for Pharaoh: Pithom and Raamses.
Now, behold, the cry of the children of Israel has come to me. Moreover I have seen the oppression with which the Egyptians oppress them.
The men of Ai struck about thirty-six men of them. They chased them from before the gate even to Shebarim, and struck them at the descent. The hearts of the people melted, and became like water.
For God has made my heart faint. The Almighty has terrified me.
I will bless Yahweh, who has given me counsel. Yes, my heart instructs me in the night seasons.
My eyes are ever on Yahweh, for he will pluck my feet out of the net.
For without cause they have hidden their net in a pit for me. Without cause they have dug a pit for my soul.
You have seen it, Yahweh. Don’t keep silent. Lord, don’t be far from me.
For they shall soon be cut down like the grass, and wither like the green herb.
Yahweh knows the days of the perfect. Their inheritance shall be forever.
My God, my soul is in despair within me. Therefore I remember you from the land of the Jordan, the heights of Hermon, from the hill Mizar.
Call on me in the day of trouble. I will deliver you, and you will honor me.”
For, behold, they lie in wait for my soul. The mighty gather themselves together against me, not for my disobedience, nor for my sin, Yahweh.
He alone is my rock, my salvation, and my fortress. I will never be greatly shaken.
He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress. I will not be shaken.
For my enemies talk about me. Those who watch for my soul conspire together,
For he will deliver you from the snare of the fowler, and from the deadly pestilence.
Nevertheless he regarded their distress, when he heard their cry.
They mount up to the sky; they go down again to the depths. Their soul melts away because of trouble.
The wicked have laid a snare for me, yet I haven’t gone astray from your precepts.
The proud have hidden a snare for me, they have spread the cords of a net by the path. They have set traps for me.
Yahweh’s angel said to her, “Behold, you are with child, and will bear a son. You shall call his name Ishmael, because Yahweh has heard your affliction.
God heard the voice of the boy. The angel of God called to Hagar out of the sky, and said to her, “What troubles you, Hagar? Don’t be afraid. For God has heard the voice of the boy where he is.
Leah conceived, and bore a son, and she named him Reuben. For she said, “Because Yahweh has looked at my affliction; for now my husband will love me.”
“ ‘When you offer an offering of a meal offering baked in the oven, it shall be unleavened cakes of fine flour mixed with oil, or unleavened wafers anointed with oil.
“Now my soul is poured out within me. Days of affliction have taken hold of me.
so that they caused the cry of the poor to come to him. He heard the cry of the afflicted.
The enemy is overtaken by endless ruin. The very memory of the cities which you have overthrown has perished.
The nations have sunk down in the pit that they made. In the net which they hid, their own foot is taken.
I have called on you, for you will answer me, God. Turn your ear to me. Hear my speech.
Examine me, Yahweh, and prove me. Try my heart and my mind.
For in the day of trouble, he will keep me secretly in his pavilion. In the secret place of his tabernacle, he will hide me. He will lift me up on a rock.
In the shelter of your presence you will hide them from the plotting of man. You will keep them secretly in a dwelling away from the strife of tongues.
They also who seek after my life lay snares. Those who seek my hurt speak mischievous things, and meditate deceits all day long.
I said, “I will watch my ways, so that I don’t sin with my tongue. I will keep my mouth with a bridle while the wicked is before me.”
They encourage themselves in evil plans. They talk about laying snares secretly. They say, “Who will see them?”
In the multitude of my thoughts within me, your comforts delight my soul.
those who devise mischief in their hearts. They continually gather themselves together for war.
Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.
He will fulfill the desire of those who fear him. He also will hear their cry, and will save them.
He who diligently seeks good seeks favor, but he who searches after evil, it shall come to him.
The refining pot is for silver, and the furnace for gold, but Yahweh tests the hearts.
A man shall be as a hiding place from the wind, and a covert from the storm, as streams of water in a dry place, as the shade of a large rock in a weary land.
The grass withers, the flower fades, because Yahweh’s breath blows on it. Surely the people are like grass.
But you, Yahweh, know me. You see me, and test my heart toward you. Pull them out like sheep for the slaughter, and prepare them for the day of slaughter.
He said, “I called because of my affliction to Yahweh. He answered me. Out of the belly of Sheol I cried. You heard my voice.
She is empty, void, and waste. The heart melts, the knees knock together, their bodies and faces have grown pale.
By faith, Abraham, being tested, offered up Isaac. Yes, he who had gladly received the promises was offering up his one and only son,
But these, as unreasoning creatures, born natural animals to be taken and destroyed, speaking evil in matters about which they are ignorant, will in their destroying surely be destroyed,
Esau hated Jacob because of the blessing with which his father blessed him. Esau said in his heart, “The days of mourning for my father are at hand. Then I will kill my brother Jacob.”
Yahweh said, “I have surely seen the affliction of my people who are in Egypt, and have heard their cry because of their taskmasters, for I know their sorrows.
But he knows the way that I take. When he has tried me, I will come out like gold.
For Yahweh knows the way of the righteous, but the way of the wicked shall perish.
For, behold, the wicked bend their bows. They set their arrows on the strings, that they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.
I am poured out like water. All my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax. It is melted within me.
Pluck me out of the net that they have laid secretly for me, for you are my stronghold.
I will be glad and rejoice in your loving kindness, for you have seen my affliction. You have known my soul in adversities.
They conspire and lurk, watching my steps. They are eager to take my life.
They have prepared a net for my steps. My soul is bowed down. They dig a pit before me. They fall into the middle of it themselves.
From the end of the earth, I will call to you when my heart is overwhelmed. Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
I remember God, and I groan. I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed.
In the day of my trouble I will call on you, for you will answer me.
My heart is blighted like grass, and withered, for I forget to eat my bread.
Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me, from the traps of the workers of iniquity.
Let a cry be heard from their houses when you bring a troop suddenly on them; for they have dug a pit to take me and hidden snares for my feet.
I knew you in the wilderness, in the land of great drought.
Then the Pharisees went and took counsel how they might entrap him in his talk.
When Jesus saw him lying there, and knew that he had been sick for a long time, he asked him, “Do you want to be made well?”
You have proved my heart. You have visited me in the night. You have tried me, and found nothing. I have resolved that my mouth shall not disobey.