Interlude — Симфония — New Living Translation

I think of God, and I moan, overwhelmed with longing for his help. Interlude

Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has he slammed the door on his compassion? Interlude

By your strong arm, you redeemed your people, the descendants of Jacob and Joseph. Interlude

You cried to me in trouble, and I saved you; I answered out of the thundercloud and tested your faith when there was no water at Meribah. Interlude

Ps 82:2

“How long will you hand down unjust decisions by favoring the wicked? Interlude

Ps 83:8

Assyria has joined them, too, and is allied with the descendants of Lot. Interlude

Ps 84:4

What joy for those who can live in your house, always singing your praises. Interlude

Ps 84:8

O LORD God of Heaven’s Armies, hear my prayer. Listen, O God of Jacob. Interlude

Ps 85:2

You forgave the guilt of your people — yes, you covered all their sins. Interlude

Ps 87:3

O city of God, what glorious things are said of you! Interlude

Ps 87:6

When the LORD registers the nations, he will say, “They have all become citizens of Jerusalem.” Interlude

Ps 88:7

Your anger weighs me down; with wave after wave you have engulfed me. Interlude

Ps 88:10

Are your wonderful deeds of any use to the dead? Do the dead rise up and praise you? Interlude

Ps 89:4

‘I will establish your descendants as kings forever; they will sit on your throne from now until eternity.’” Interlude

Ps 89:37

It will be as eternal as the moon, my faithful witness in the sky!” Interlude

Ps 89:45

You have made him old before his time and publicly disgraced him. Interlude

Ps 89:48

No one can live forever; all will die. No one can escape the power of the grave. Interlude

Ps 140:3

Their tongues sting like a snake; the venom of a viper drips from their lips. Interlude

Ps 140:5

The proud have set a trap to catch me; they have stretched out a net; they have placed traps all along the way. Interlude

Ps 140:8

LORD, do not let evil people have their way. Do not let their evil schemes succeed, or they will become proud. Interlude

Ps 143:6

I lift my hands to you in prayer. I thirst for you as parched land thirsts for rain. Interlude

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