Psalms 28:1
Hebrew Text— Psalms 28:1To you, Yahweh, I call. My rock, don’t be deaf to me, lest, if you are silent to me, I would become like those who go down into the pit.
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Israel will be saved by Yahweh with an everlasting salvation. You will not be disappointed nor confounded to ages everlasting.
But you, Yahweh, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
I will say of Yahweh, “He is my refuge and my fortress; my God, in whom I trust.”
“Turn back, and tell Hezekiah the prince of my people, ‘Yahweh, the God of David your father, says, “I have heard your prayer. I have seen your tears. Behold, I will heal you. On the third day, you will go up to Yahweh’s house.
You count my wanderings. You put my tears into your container. Aren’t they in your book?
The eternal God is your dwelling place. Underneath are the everlasting arms. He thrust out the enemy from before you, and said, ‘Destroy!’
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 go mourning without the sun. I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity, for Yahweh has heard the voice of my weeping.
I sought Yahweh, and he answered me, and delivered me from all my fears.
I am in pain and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.
Don’t hide your face from your servant, for I am in distress. Answer me speedily!
Be to me a rock of refuge to which I may always go. Give the command to save me, for you are my rock and my fortress.
But Yahweh has been my high tower, my God, the rock of my refuge.
Blessed be Yahweh, my rock, who teaches my hands to war, and my fingers to battle:
my loving kindness, my fortress, my high tower, my deliverer, my shield, and he in whom I take refuge, who subdues my people under me.
Behold, God is my salvation. I will trust, and will not be afraid; for Yah, Yahweh, is my strength and song; and he has become my salvation.”
and has raised up a horn of salvation for us in the house of his servant David
After these things Yahweh’s word came to Abram in a vision, saying, “Don’t be afraid, Abram. I am your shield, your exceedingly great reward.”
Jacob said to Pharaoh, “The years of my pilgrimage are one hundred thirty years. The days of the years of my life have been few and evil. They have not attained to the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their pilgrimage.”
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.
For in death there is no memory of you. In Sheol, who shall give you thanks?
Why do you stand far off, Yahweh? Why do you hide yourself in times of trouble?
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.
Don’t hide your face from me. Don’t put your servant away in anger. You have been my help. Don’t abandon me, neither forsake me, God of my salvation.
Yahweh, you have brought up my soul from Sheol. You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.
Oh, send out your light and your truth. Let them lead me. Let them bring me to your holy hill, to your tents.
He alone is my rock, my salvation, and my fortress. I will never be greatly shaken.
Trust in him at all times, you people. Pour out your heart before him. God is a refuge for us.
God, don’t keep silent. Don’t keep silent, and don’t be still, God.
I am counted among those who go down into the pit. I am like a man who has no help,
You have laid me in the lowest pit, in the darkest depths.
to show that Yahweh is upright. He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.
Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with your might; for there is no work, nor plan, nor knowledge, nor wisdom, in Sheol, where you are going.
Who among you fears Yahweh and obeys the voice of his servant? He who walks in darkness and has no light, let him trust in Yahweh’s name, and rely on his God.
Yes, when I cry, and call for help, he shuts out my prayer.
A stone was brought, and laid on the mouth of the den; and the king sealed it with his own signet, and with the signet of his lords; that nothing might be changed concerning Daniel.
Won’t God avenge his chosen ones who are crying out to him day and night, and yet he exercises patience with them?
Again, therefore, Jesus spoke to them, saying, “I am the light of the world. He who follows me will not walk in the darkness, but will have the light of life.”
I can do all things through Christ, who strengthens me.
These all died in faith, not having received the promises, but having seen them and embraced them from afar, and having confessed that they were strangers and pilgrims on the earth.
Beloved, I beg you as foreigners and pilgrims, to abstain from fleshly lusts, which war against the soul;
The great dragon was thrown down, the old serpent, he who is called the devil and Satan, the deceiver of the whole world. He was thrown down to the earth, and his angels were thrown down with him.
and he will come out to deceive the nations which are in the four corners of the earth, Gog and Magog, to gather them together to the war; the number of whom is as the sand of the sea.
“You shall have no other gods before me.
“ ‘The land shall not be sold in perpetuity, for the land is mine; for you are strangers and live as foreigners with me.
The Rock: his work is perfect, for all his ways are just. A God of faithfulness who does no wrong, just and right is he.
For we are strangers before you, and foreigners, as all our fathers were. Our days on the earth are as a shadow, and there is no remaining.
“Yet I have set my King on my holy hill of Zion.”
For you will not leave my soul in Sheol, neither will you allow your holy one to see corruption.
I cried to you, Yahweh. I made supplication to the Lord:
My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually ask me, “Where is your God?”
For you are the God of my strength. Why have you rejected me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.
Cast your burden on Yahweh and he will sustain you. He will never allow the righteous to be moved.
Be merciful to me, God, be merciful to me, for my soul takes refuge in you. Yes, in the shadow of your wings, I will take refuge, until disaster has passed.
God, don’t be far from me. My God, hurry to help me.
My flesh and my heart fails, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.
For your loving kindness is great toward me. You have delivered my soul from the lowest Sheol.
Yahweh, the God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before you.
He will call on me, and I will answer him. I will be with him in trouble. I will deliver him, and honor him.
God of my praise, don’t remain silent,
I am a stranger on the earth. Don’t hide your commandments from me.
then they would have swallowed us up alive, when their wrath was kindled against us;
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.
Yahweh’s name is a strong tower: the righteous run to him, and are safe.
For you have forgotten the God of your salvation, and have not remembered the rock of your strength. Therefore you plant pleasant plants, and set out foreign seedlings.
Yahweh, my strength, and my stronghold, and my refuge in the day of affliction, the nations will come to you from the ends of the earth, and will say, “Our fathers have inherited nothing but lies, vanity and things in which there is no profit.
I went down to the bottoms of the mountains. The earth barred me in forever: yet have you brought up my life from the pit, Yahweh my God.
I saw an angel coming down out of heaven, having the key of the abyss and a great chain in his hand.
You have seen it, Yahweh. Don’t keep silent. Lord, don’t be far from me.
Let’s swallow them up alive like Sheol, and whole, like those who go down into the pit.
He has redeemed my soul from going into the pit. My life will see the light.’
I cry to Yahweh with my voice, and he answers me out of his holy hill.
Listen to the voice of my cry, my King and my God; for I pray to you.
My God, I cry in the daytime, but you don’t answer; in the night season, and am not silent.
“What profit is there in my destruction, if I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise you? Shall it declare your truth?
“Hear my prayer, Yahweh, and give ear to my cry. Don’t be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, a foreigner, as all my fathers were.
I will ask God, my rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?”
Listen to my prayer, God. Don’t hide yourself from my supplication.
Don’t let the flood waters overwhelm me, neither let the deep swallow me up. Don’t let the pit shut its mouth on me.
My cry goes to God! Indeed, I cry to God for help, and for him to listen to me.
I cry with my voice to Yahweh. With my voice, I ask Yahweh for mercy.
Tell me, you whom my soul loves, where you graze your flock, where you rest them at noon; for why should I be as one who is veiled beside the flocks of your companions?
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.
Trust in Yahweh forever; for in Yah, Yahweh, is an everlasting Rock.
For Sheol can’t praise you. Death can’t celebrate you. Those who go down into the pit can’t hope for your truth.
then I will bring you down with those who descend into the pit, to the people of old time, and will make you dwell in the lower parts of the earth, in the places that are desolate of old, with those who go down to the pit, that you be not inhabited; and I will set glory in the land of the living.
They will bring you down to the pit. You will die the death of those who are slain in the heart of the seas.
But he answered her not a word. His disciples came and begged him, saying, “Send her away; for she cries after us.”
and cast him into the abyss, and shut it, and sealed it over him, that he should deceive the nations no more, until the thousand years were finished. After this, he must be freed for a short time.