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Стихи 301–350 из 457
1710
How forcible are right words! but what doth your upbraiding reprove?
How long wilt thou not look away from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
How long wilt thou speak these things? and the words of thy mouth be a strong wind?
Of a truth I know it is so; but how can man be just with God?
How much less shall I answer him, choose out my words [to strive] with him?
And that he would shew thee the secrets of wisdom, how that they are the double of what is realised; and know that +God passeth by [much] of thine iniquity!
How many are mine iniquities and sins? Make me to know my transgression and my sin.
How much less the abominable and corrupt, -- man, that drinketh unrighteousness like water!
How long will ye hunt for words? Be intelligent, and then we will speak.
How long will ye vex my soul, and crush me with words?
If ye say, How shall we persecute him? when the root of the matter is found in me,
How often is the lamp of the wicked put out, and cometh their calamity upon them? Doth he distribute sorrows [to them] in his anger?
How then comfort ye me in vain? Your answers remain perfidious.
Is not +God in the height of the heavens? And behold the summit of the stars: how exalted are they!
And how should man be just with God? Or how should he be clean that is born of a woman?
How much less man, a worm, and the son of man, a worm!
How hast thou helped the powerless; how saved the arm that is without strength!
How hast thou counselled him that hath no wisdom, and abundantly declared the thing as it is!
1 I made a covenant with mine eyes; and how should I fix my regard upon a maid?
For I know not how to flatter; my Maker would soon take me away.
[How then to him] that accepteth not the persons of princes, nor regardeth the rich man more than the poor? for they are all the work of his hands.
Dost thou know how +God hath disposed them, and how he causeth the lightning of his cloud to flash?
How thy garments become warm when he quieteth the earth by the south wind?
1 {A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son.} Jehovah, how many are they that trouble me, many they that rise up against me!
Ye sons of men, till when is my glory [to be put] to shame? [How long] will ye love vanity, will ye seek after a lie? Selah.
And my soul trembleth exceedingly: and thou, Jehovah, till how long?
1 {To the chief Musician. Upon the Gittith. A Psalm of David.} Jehovah our Lord, how excellent is thy name in all the earth! who hast set thy majesty above the heavens.
Jehovah our Lord, how excellent is thy name in all the earth!
1 {To the chief Musician. [A Psalm] of David.} In Jehovah have I put my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee [as] a bird to your mountain?
1 {To the chief Musician. A Psalm of David.} How long, Jehovah, wilt thou forget me for ever? how long wilt thou hide thy face from me?
How long shall I take counsel in my soul, with sorrow in my heart daily? how long shall mine enemy be exalted over me?
1 {To the chief Musician. A Psalm of David.} The king shall joy in thy strength, Jehovah; and in thy salvation how greatly shall he rejoice.
[Oh] how great is thy goodness, which thou hast laid up for them that fear thee, [which] thou hast wrought for them that trust in thee, before the sons of men!
Lord, how long wilt thou look on? Rescue my soul from their destructions, my only one from the young lions.
How precious is thy loving-kindness, O God! So the sons of men take refuge under the shadow of thy wings.
Make me to know, Jehovah, mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is: I shall know how frail I am.
These things I remember and have poured out my soul within me: how I passed along with the multitude, how I went on with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, a festive multitude.
How long will ye assail a man; will ye [seek], all of you, to break him down as a bowing wall or a tottering fence?
Say unto God, How terrible are thy works! because of the greatness of thy strength, thine enemies come cringing unto thee.
And they say, How can God know, and is there knowledge in the Most High?
How are they suddenly made desolate! they pass away, consumed with terrors.
We see not our signs; there is no more any prophet, neither is there among us any that knoweth how long.
How long, O God, shall the adversary reproach? Shall the enemy contemn thy name for ever?
Rise up, O God, plead thine own cause: remember how the foolish man reproacheth thee all the day;
How oft did they provoke him in the wilderness, and grieve him in the desert!
How he set his signs in Egypt, and his miracles in the field of Zoan;
How long, O Jehovah? wilt thou be angry for ever? Shall thy jealousy burn like fire?
Jehovah, God of hosts, how long will thine anger smoke against the prayer of thy people?
How long will ye judge unrighteously, and accept the person of the wicked? Selah.
1 {To the chief Musician. Upon the Gittith. Of the sons of Korah. A Psalm.} How amiable are thy tabernacles, O Jehovah of hosts!
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1710
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