Discovery Box| (0.50) | Psa 73:19 |
| How desolate they become in a mere moment! Terrifying judgments make their demise complete! 1 |
| (0.50) | Psa 74:5 |
| They invade like lumberjacks swinging their axes in a thick forest. 1 |
| (0.50) | Psa 74:18 |
| Remember how 1 the enemy hurls insults, O Lord, 2 and how a foolish nation blasphemes your name! |
| (0.50) | Psa 77:20 |
| You led your people like a flock of sheep, by the hand of Moses and Aaron. |
| (0.50) | Psa 78:2 |
| I will sing a song that imparts wisdom; I will make insightful observations about the past. 1 |
| (0.50) | Psa 78:23 |
| He gave a command to the clouds above, and opened the doors in the sky. |
| (0.50) | Psa 78:66 |
| He drove his enemies back; he made them a permanent target for insults. 1 |
| (0.50) | Psa 80:8 |
| You uprooted a vine 1 from Egypt; you drove out nations and transplanted it. |
| (0.50) | Psa 81:9 |
| There must be 1 no other 2 god among you. You must not worship a foreign god. |
| (0.50) | Psa 83:2 |
| For look, your enemies are making a commotion; those who hate you are hostile. 1 |
| (0.50) | Psa 83:5 |
| Yes, 1 they devise a unified strategy; 2 they form an alliance 3 against you. |
| (0.50) | Psa 85:10 |
| Loyal love and faithfulness meet; 1 deliverance and peace greet each other with a kiss. 2 |
| (0.50) | Psa 86:1 |
| A prayer of David. Listen 2 O Lord! Answer me! For I am oppressed and needy. |
| (0.50) | Psa 88:4 |
| They treat me like 1 those who descend into the grave. 2 I am like a helpless man, 3 |
| (0.50) | Psa 89:40 |
| You have broken down all his 1 walls; you have made his strongholds a heap of ruins. |
| (0.50) | Psa 92:10 |
| You exalt my horn like that of a wild ox. 1 I am covered 2 with fresh oil. |
| (0.50) | Psa 96:1 |
| Sing to the Lord a new song! 2 Sing to the Lord, all the earth! |
| (0.50) | Psa 100:1 |
| A thanksgiving psalm. Shout out praises to the Lord, all the earth! |
| (0.50) | Psa 101:4 |
| I will have nothing to do with a perverse person; 1 I will not permit 2 evil. |
| (0.50) | Psa 102:3 |
| For my days go up in smoke, 1 and my bones are charred like a fireplace. 2 |
