Discovery Box| (0.46) | Psa 96:6 |
| Majestic splendor emanates from him; 1 his sanctuary is firmly established and beautiful. 2 |
| (0.46) | Psa 96:7 |
| Ascribe to the Lord, O families of the nations, ascribe to the Lord splendor and strength! |
| (0.46) | Psa 96:8 |
| Ascribe to the Lord the splendor he deserves! 1 Bring an offering and enter his courts! |
| (0.46) | Psa 97:2 |
| Dark clouds surround him; equity and justice are the foundation of his throne. 1 |
| (0.46) | Psa 97:4 |
| His lightning bolts light up the world; the earth sees and trembles. |
| (0.46) | Psa 97:6 |
| The sky declares his justice, and all the nations see his splendor. |
| (0.46) | Psa 97:8 |
| Zion hears and rejoices, the towns 1 of Judah are happy, because of your judgments, O Lord. |
| (0.46) | Psa 99:3 |
| Let them praise your great and awesome name! He 1 is holy! |
| (0.46) | Psa 100:4 |
| Enter his gates with thanksgiving, and his courts with praise! Give him thanks! Praise his name! |
| (0.46) | Psa 100:5 |
| For the Lord is good. His loyal love endures, 1 and he is faithful through all generations. 2 |
| (0.46) | Psa 102:3 |
| For my days go up in smoke, 1 and my bones are charred like a fireplace. 2 |
| (0.46) | Psa 102:4 |
| My heart is parched 1 and withered like grass, for I am unable 2 to eat food. 3 |
| (0.46) | Psa 102:9 |
| For I eat ashes as if they were bread, 1 and mix my drink with my tears, 2 |
| (0.46) | Psa 102:11 |
| My days are coming to an end, 1 and I am withered like grass. |
| (0.46) | Psa 102:17 |
| when he responds to the prayer of the destitute, 1 and does not reject 2 their request. 3 |
| (0.46) | Psa 102:21 |
| so they may proclaim the name of the Lord in Zion, and praise him 1 in Jerusalem, 2 |
| (0.46) | Psa 102:22 |
| when the nations gather together, and the kingdoms pay tribute to the Lord. 1 |
| (0.46) | Psa 103:4 |
| who delivers 1 your life from the Pit, 2 who crowns you with his loyal love and compassion, |
| (0.46) | Psa 103:6 |
| The Lord does what is fair, and executes justice for all the oppressed. 1 |
| (0.46) | Psa 104:4 |
| He makes the winds his messengers, and the flaming fire his attendant. 1 |
