Psalms 42:9

But you, Yahweh, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.

Cast your burden on Yahweh and he will sustain you. He will never allow the righteous to be moved.

I will say of Yahweh, “He is my refuge and my fortress; my God, in whom I trust.”

My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?

When my father and my mother forsake me, then Yahweh will take me up.

The eternal God is your dwelling place. Underneath are the everlasting arms. He thrust out the enemy from before you, and said, ‘Destroy!’

Why do you hide your face, and consider me your enemy?

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.

Yah is my strength and song. He has become my salvation. This is my God, and I will praise him; my father’s God, and I will exalt him.

Yahweh will not pardon him, but then Yahweh’s anger and his jealousy will smoke against that man, and all the curse that is written in this book will fall on him, and Yahweh will blot out his name from under the sky.

I go mourning without the sun. I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.

I am in pain and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.

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.

So we, your people and sheep of your pasture, will give you thanks forever. We will praise you forever, to all generations.

But Yahweh has been my high tower, my God, the rock of my refuge.

for he is our God. We are the people of his pasture, and the sheep in his care. Today, oh that you would hear his voice!

Know that Yahweh, he is God. It is he who has made us, and we are his. We are his people, and the sheep of his pasture.

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.

Moreover I saw under the sun, in the place of justice, that wickedness was there; and in the place of righteousness, that wickedness was there.

Remember these things, Jacob and Israel; for you are my servant. I have formed you. You are my servant. Israel, you will not be forgotten by me.

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.”

Moses said to him, “As soon as I have gone out of the city, I will spread out my hands to Yahweh. The thunders shall cease, and there will not be any more hail; that you may know that the earth is Yahweh’s.

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 who is God, besides Yahweh? Who is a rock, besides our God?

David spoke to Yahweh when he saw the angel who struck the people, and said, “Behold, I have sinned, and I have done perversely; but these sheep, what have they done? Please let your hand be against me, and against my father’s house.”

Then the woman whose the living child was spoke to the king, for her heart yearned over her son, and she said, “Oh, my lord, give her the living child, and in no way kill him!” But the other said, “He shall be neither mine nor yours. Divide him.”

At the evening offering I arose up from my humiliation, even with my garment and my robe torn; and I fell on my knees, and spread out my hands to Yahweh my God;

“If you set your heart aright, stretch out your hands toward him.

Yahweh is my light and my salvation. Whom shall I fear? Yahweh is the strength of my life. Of whom shall I be afraid?

Yahweh, you have brought up my soul from Sheol. You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.

I behaved myself as though it had been my friend or my brother. I bowed down mourning, as one who mourns his mother.

But now you rejected us, and brought us to dishonor, and don’t go out with our armies.

Trust in him at all times, you people. Pour out your heart before him. God is a refuge for us.

How long, Yahweh? Will you be angry forever? Will your jealousy burn like fire?

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,

How long, Yahweh? Will you hide yourself forever? Will your wrath burn like fire?

to show that Yahweh is upright. He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.

“Oh, my son! Oh, son of my womb! Oh, son of my vows!

Why do you forget us forever, and forsake us for so long a time?

“Which of you fathers, if your son asks for bread, will give him a stone? Or if he asks for a fish, he won’t give him a snake instead of a fish, will he?

“You, in your loving kindness, have led the people that you have redeemed. You have guided them in your strength to your holy habitation.

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.

Yahweh is my strength and my shield. My heart has trusted in him, and I am helped. Therefore my heart greatly rejoices. With my song I will thank him.

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?

To you, my strength, I will sing praises. For God is my high tower, the God of my mercy.

“Will the Lord reject us forever? Will he be favorable no more?

Be merciful to me, Lord, for I call to you all day long.

God of my praise, don’t remain silent,

I spread out my hands to you. My soul thirsts for you, like a parched land.

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.

If you see the oppression of the poor, and the violent taking away of justice and righteousness in a district, don’t marvel at the matter, for one official is eyed by a higher one, and there are officials over them.

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.

“Woe to the shepherds who destroy and scatter the sheep of my pasture!” says Yahweh.

You my sheep, the sheep of my pasture, are men, and I am your God,’ says the Lord Yahweh.”

“When Israel was a child, then I loved him, and called my son out of Egypt.

Jesus, crying with a loud voice, said, “Father, into your hands I commit my spirit!” Having said this, he breathed his last.

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,

and the Living one. I was dead, and behold, I am alive forever and ever. Amen. I have the keys of Death and of Hades.

whatever prayer and supplication is made by any man, or by all your people Israel, who shall each know the plague of his own heart, and spread out his hands toward this house,

You have seen it, Yahweh. Don’t keep silent. Lord, don’t be far from me.

Call on me in the day of trouble. I will deliver you, and you will honor me.”

because of the voice of the enemy, because of the oppression of the wicked. For they bring suffering on me. In anger they hold a grudge against me.

My salvation and my honor is with God. The rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God.

God, why have you rejected us forever? Why does your anger smolder against the sheep of your pasture?

Let’s swallow them up alive like Sheol, and whole, like those who go down into the pit.

It may be Yahweh your God will hear the words of Rabshakeh, whom the king of Assyria his master has sent to defy the living God, and will rebuke the words which Yahweh your God has heard. Therefore lift up your prayer for the remnant that is left.’ ”

Let the priests, the ministers of Yahweh, weep between the porch and the altar, and let them say, “Spare your people, Yahweh, and don’t give your heritage to reproach, that the nations should rule over them. Why should they say among the peoples, ‘Where is their God?’ ”

At the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, “Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?” which is, being interpreted, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”

and he said: “Yahweh is my rock, my fortress, and my deliverer, even mine;

The God of Israel said, the Rock of Israel spoke to me, ‘One who rules over men righteously, who rules in the fear of God,

How long, Yahweh? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me?

Yahweh lives! Blessed be my rock. Exalted be the God of my salvation,

To 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.

Why do you hide your face, and forget our affliction and our oppression?

He alone is my rock, my salvation, and my fortress. I will never be greatly shaken.

Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has he, in anger, withheld his compassion?”

They remembered that God was their rock, the Most High God, their redeemer.

My eyes are dim from grief. I have called on you daily, Yahweh. I have spread out my hands to you.

Then I returned and saw all the oppressions that are done under the sun: and behold, the tears of those who were oppressed, and they had no comforter; and on the side of their oppressors there was power; but they had no comforter.

Why do you say, Jacob, and speak, Israel, “My way is hidden from Yahweh, and the justice due me is disregarded by my God?”

“Can a woman forget her nursing child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? Yes, these may forget, yet I will not forget you!

In those days I, Daniel, was mourning three whole weeks.