Psalms 21:12

What then shall we say about these things? If God is for us, who can be against us?

I will set my face against you, and you will be struck before your enemies. Those who hate you will rule over you; and you will flee when no one pursues you.

God brings them out of Egypt. He has as it were the strength of the wild ox.

Oh, Lord, what shall I say, after Israel has turned their backs before their enemies?

She said to them, “Don’t call me Naomi. Call me Mara, for the Almighty has dealt very bitterly with me.

Terrors have turned on me. They chase my honor as the wind. My welfare has passed away as a cloud.

Notwithstanding my right I am considered a liar. My wound is incurable, though I am without disobedience.’

For day and night your hand was heavy on me. My strength was sapped in the heat of summer.

I will send my terror before you, and will confuse all the people to whom you come, and I will make all your enemies turn their backs to you.

Behold, a people rises up as a lioness. As a lion he lifts himself up. He shall not lie down until he eats of the prey, and drinks the blood of the slain.”

Therefore the children of Israel can’t stand before their enemies. They turn their backs before their enemies, because they have become devoted for destruction. I will not be with you any more, unless you destroy the devoted things from among you.

I was at ease, and he broke me apart. Yes, he has taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces. He has also set me up for his target.

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

You shall break them with a rod of iron. You shall dash them in pieces like a potter’s vessel.”

I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up. While I suffer your terrors, I am distracted.

All who pass by the way rob him. He has become a reproach to his neighbors.

But you have exalted my horn like that of the wild ox. I am anointed with fresh oil.

Though I walk in the middle of trouble, you will revive me. You will stretch out your hand against the wrath of my enemies. Your right hand will save me.

whose arrows are sharp, and all their bows bent. Their horses’ hoofs will be like flint, and their wheels like a whirlwind.

“Israel is a hunted sheep. The lions have driven him away. First, the king of Assyria devoured him, and now at last Nebuchadnezzar king of Babylon has broken his bones.”

He has caused the shafts of his quiver to enter into my kidneys.

The sun and moon stood still in the sky, at the light of your arrows as they went, at the shining of your glittering spear.

Yahweh will be seen over them; and his arrow will go flash like lightning; and the Lord Yahweh will blow the trumpet, and will go with whirlwinds of the south.

Only don’t rebel against Yahweh, neither fear the people of the land; for they are bread for us. Their defense is removed from over them, and Yahweh is with us. Don’t fear them.”

Yahweh will cause you to be struck before your enemies. You will go out one way against them, and will flee seven ways before them. You will be tossed back and forth among all the kingdoms of the earth.

“I will heap evils on them. I will spend my arrows on them.

I will make my arrows drunk with blood. My sword shall devour flesh with the blood of the slain and the captives, from the head of the leaders of the enemy.”

Majesty belongs to the firstborn of his herd. His horns are the horns of the wild ox. With them he will push all the peoples to the ends of the earth. They are the ten thousands of Ephraim. They are the thousands of Manasseh.”

Yahweh confused them before Israel. He killed them with a great slaughter at Gibeon, and chased them by the way of the ascent of Beth Horon, and struck them to Azekah and to Makkedah.

would you then wait until they were grown? Would you then refrain from having husbands? No, my daughters, for it grieves me seriously for your sakes, for Yahweh’s hand has gone out against me.”

“Have pity on me. Have pity on me, you my friends; for the hand of God has touched me.

Therefore snares are around you. Sudden fear troubles you,

My shield is with God, who saves the upright in heart.

He has also prepared for himself the instruments of death. He makes ready his flaming arrows.

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.

You have also made my enemies turn their backs to me, that I might cut off those who hate me.

All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn to Yahweh. All the relatives of the nations shall worship before you.

Your righteousness is like the mountains of God. Your judgments are like a great deep. Yahweh, you preserve man and animal.

The wicked have drawn out the sword, and have bent their bow, to cast down the poor and needy, to kill those who are upright on the path.

Your arrows are sharp. The nations fall under you, with arrows in the heart of the king’s enemies.

who sharpen their tongue like a sword, and aim their arrows, deadly words,

The clouds poured out water. The skies resounded with thunder. Your arrows also flashed around.

You have broken Rahab in pieces, like one of the slain. You have scattered your enemies with your mighty arm.

Don’t hide your face from me in the day of my distress. Turn your ear to me. Answer me quickly in the day when I call.

Yahweh is on my side. I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?

Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.

If it had not been Yahweh who was on our side, let Israel now say,

I waited patiently until morning. He breaks all my bones like a lion. From day even to night you will make an end of me.

“They bend their tongue, as their bow, for falsehood. They have grown strong in the land, but not for truth; for they proceed from evil to evil, and they don’t know me,” says Yahweh.

Why are your strong ones swept away? They didn’t stand, because Yahweh pushed them.

For, behold, I will stir up and cause to come up against Babylon a company of great nations from the north country; and they will set themselves in array against her. She will be taken from there. Their arrows will be as of an expert mighty man. None of them will return in vain.

He has bent his bow like an enemy. He has stood with his right hand as an adversary. Has killed all that were pleasant to the eye. In the tent of the daughter of Zion, he has poured out his wrath like fire.

and was there until the death of Herod; that it might be fulfilled which was spoken by the Lord through the prophet, saying, “Out of Egypt I called my son.”

God brings him out of Egypt. He has as it were the strength of the wild ox. He shall consume the nations his adversaries, shall break their bones in pieces, and pierce them with his arrows.

For the arrows of the Almighty are within me. My spirit drinks up their poison. The terrors of God set themselves in array against me.

If I have sinned, what do I do to you, you watcher of men? Why have you set me as a mark for you, so that I am a burden to myself?

For he breaks me with a storm, and multiplies my wounds without cause.

He draws it out, and it comes out of his body. Yes, the glittering point comes out of his liver. Terrors are on him.

Let his own eyes see his destruction. Let him drink of the wrath of the Almighty.

‘I am clean, without disobedience. I am innocent, neither is there iniquity in me.

He sings before men, and says, ‘I have sinned, and perverted that which was right, and it didn’t profit me.

If you have sinned, what effect do you have against him? If your transgressions are multiplied, what do you do to him?

When my enemies turn back, they stumble and perish in your presence.

He sent out his arrows, and scattered them; Yes, great lightning bolts, and routed them.

For your arrows have pierced me, your hand presses hard on me.

You make us turn back from the adversary. Those who hate us take plunder for themselves.

Then my enemies shall turn back in the day that I call. I know this: that God is for me.

But God will shoot at them. They will be suddenly struck down with an arrow.

Their own tongues shall ruin them. All who see them will shake their heads.

I remember God, and I groan. I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed.

Your wrath lies heavily on me. You have afflicted me with all your waves.

My heart is blighted like grass, and withered, for I forget to eat my bread.

for I am poor and needy. My heart is wounded within me.

Throw out lightning, and scatter them. Send out your arrows, and rout them.

A man’s spirit will sustain him in sickness, but a crushed spirit, who can bear?

The wild oxen will come down with them, and the young bulls with the mighty bulls; and their land will be drunken with blood, and their dust made greasy with fat.

He has bent his bow, and set me as a mark for the arrow.