Psalms 55:5

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

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.

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

Don’t you fear me?’ says Yahweh ‘Won’t you tremble at my presence, who have placed the sand for the bound of the sea, by a perpetual decree, that it can’t pass it? Though its waves toss themselves, yet they can’t prevail. Though they roar, they still can’t pass over it.’

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.’

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.

David was afraid of Yahweh that day; and he said, “How could Yahweh’s ark come to me?”

Then David arose, and all the people who were with him, and they passed over the Jordan. By the morning light there lacked not one of them who had not gone over the Jordan.

All the people were at strife throughout all the tribes of Israel, saying, “The king delivered us out of the hand of our enemies, and he saved us out of the hand of the Philistines; and now he has fled out of the land from Absalom.

I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that you will not hold me innocent.

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

Turn to me, and have mercy on me, for I am desolate and afflicted.

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.

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

In the multitude of my thoughts within me, your comforts delight my soul.

Hear my prayer, Yahweh! Let my cry come to you.

My flesh trembles for fear of you. I am afraid of your judgments.

When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, you knew my route. On the path in which I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.

A glad heart makes a cheerful face, but an aching heart breaks the spirit.

A cheerful heart makes good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.

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.

For my hand has made all these things, and so all these things came to be,” says Yahweh: “but I will look to this man, even to he who is poor and of a contrite spirit, and who trembles at my word.

“Is it nothing to you, all you who pass by? Look, and see if there is any sorrow like my sorrow, which is brought on me, with which Yahweh has afflicted me in the day of his fierce anger.

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

I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will make you wear sackcloth on all your bodies, and baldness on every head. I will make it like the mourning for an only son, and its end like a bitter day.

“When my soul fainted within me, I remembered Yahweh. My prayer came in to you, into your holy temple.

Yahweh, I have heard of your fame. I stand in awe of your deeds, Yahweh. Renew your work in the middle of the years. In the middle of the years make it known. In wrath, you remember mercy.

I heard, and my body trembled. My lips quivered at the voice. Rottenness enters into my bones, and I tremble in my place, because I must wait quietly for the day of trouble, for the coming up of the people who invade us.

In the same way, the Spirit also helps our weaknesses, for we don’t know how to pray as we ought. But the Spirit himself makes intercession for us with groanings which can’t be uttered.

Who is like you, Yahweh, among the gods? Who is like you, glorious in holiness, fearful in praises, doing wonders?

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,

Shall not his majesty make you afraid, and his dread fall on you?

When I remember, I am troubled. Horror takes hold of my flesh.

Therefore snares are around you. Sudden fear troubles you,

Therefore I am terrified at his presence. When I consider, I am afraid of him.

For calamity from God is a terror to me. Because of his majesty, I can do nothing.

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

He brought me up also out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay. He set my feet on a rock, and gave me a firm place to stand.

Why are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God! For I shall still praise him for the saving help of his presence.

Then I will go to the altar of God, to God, my exceeding joy. I will praise you on the harp, God, my God.

You shall not be afraid of the terror by night, nor of the arrow that flies by day,

He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.

The heart knows its own bitterness and joy; he will not share these with a stranger.

A gentle tongue is a tree of life, but deceit in it crushes the spirit.

It shall happen that instead of sweet spices, there shall be rottenness; instead of a belt, a rope; instead of well set hair, baldness; instead of a robe, a wearing of sackcloth; and branding instead of beauty.

Therefore Sheol has enlarged its desire, and opened its mouth without measure; and their glory, their multitude, their pomp, and he who rejoices among them, descend into it.

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.

The elders of the daughter of Zion sit on the ground. They keep silence. They have cast up dust on their heads. They have clothed themselves with sackcloth. The virgins of Jerusalem hang down their heads to the ground.

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

My soul still remembers them, and is bowed down within me.

“ ‘For the Lord Yahweh says: “I will also deal with you as you have done, who have despised the oath in breaking the covenant.

They will make themselves bald for you, and clothe themselves with sackcloth. They will weep for you in bitterness of soul, with bitter mourning.

He will speak words against the Most High, and will wear out the saints of the Most High. He will plan to change the times and the law; and they will be given into his hand until a time and times and half a time.

Put on sackcloth and mourn, you priests! Wail, you ministers of the altar. Come, lie all night in sackcloth, you ministers of my God, for the meal offering and the drink offering are withheld from your God’s house.

For the gifts and the calling of God are irrevocable.

Count it all joy, my brothers, when you fall into various temptations,

Wherein you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while, if need be, you have been grieved in various trials,

Isaac trembled violently, and said, “Who, then, is he who has taken venison, and brought it to me, and I have eaten of all before you came, and have blessed him? Yes, he will be blessed.”

“This is what Yahweh says: ‘Behold, I will raise up evil against you out of your own house; and I will take your wives before your eyes, and give them to your neighbor, and he will lie with your wives in the sight of this sun.

David said to all his servants who were with him at Jerusalem, “Arise! Let’s flee; or else none of us will escape from Absalom. Hurry to depart, lest he overtake us quickly, and bring down evil on us, and strike the city with the edge of the sword.”

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.

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

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

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

For you will make them turn their back, when you aim drawn bows at their face.

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.

Why are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God! For I shall still praise him: my Savior, my helper, and my God.

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

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

Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.

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

My heart flutters. Horror has frightened me. The twilight that I desired has been turned into trembling for me.

The earth also is polluted under its inhabitants, because they have transgressed the laws, violated the statutes, and broken the everlasting covenant.

“You afflicted, tossed with storms, and not comforted, behold, I will set your stones in beautiful colors, and lay your foundations with sapphires.

They will also clothe themselves with sackcloth, and horror will cover them. Shame will be on all faces, and baldness on all their heads.

You, Capernaum, who are exalted to heaven, will be brought down to Hades.

Being in agony he prayed more earnestly. His sweat became like great drops of blood falling down on the ground.

The thief only comes to steal, kill, and destroy. I came that they may have life, and may have it abundantly.

Knowing therefore the fear of the Lord, we persuade men, but we are revealed to God, and I hope that we are revealed also in your consciences.

By faith, Isaac blessed Jacob and Esau, even concerning things to come.