Discovery Box| (0.57) | Job 7:21 |
| And why do you not pardon my transgression, and take away my iniquity? For now I will lie down in the dust, 1 and you will seek me diligently, 2 but I will be gone.” |
| (0.57) | Psa 22:1 |
| For the music director; according to the tune “Morning Doe;” 2 a psalm of David. My God, my God, why have you abandoned me? 3 I groan in prayer, but help seems far away. 4 |
| (0.57) | Psa 28:7 |
| The Lord strengthens and protects me; 1 I trust in him with all my heart. 2 I am rescued 3 and my heart is full of joy; 4 I will sing to him in gratitude. 5 |
| (0.57) | Psa 39:5 |
| Look, you make my days short-lived, 1 and my life span is nothing from your perspective. 2 Surely all people, even those who seem secure, are nothing but vapor. 3 |
| (0.57) | Psa 43:4 |
| Then I will go 1 to the altar of God, to the God who gives me ecstatic joy, 2 so that I express my thanks to you, 3 O God, my God, with a harp. |
| (0.57) | Psa 55:1 |
| For the music director, to be accompanied by stringed instruments; a well-written song 2 by David. Listen, O God, to my prayer! Do not ignore 3 my appeal for mercy! |
| (0.57) | Psa 59:16 |
| As for me, I will sing about your strength; I will praise your loyal love in the morning. For you are my refuge 1 and my place of shelter when I face trouble. 2 |
| (0.57) | Psa 69:4 |
| Those who hate me without cause are more numerous than the hairs of my head. Those who want to destroy me, my enemies for no reason, 1 outnumber me. 2 They make me repay what I did not steal! 3 |
| (0.57) | Psa 71:22 |
| I will express my thanks to you with a stringed instrument, praising 1 your faithfulness, O my God! I will sing praises to you accompanied by a harp, O Holy One of Israel! 2 |
| (0.57) | Psa 84:3 |
| Even the birds find a home there, and the swallow 1 builds a nest, where she can protect her young 2 near your altars, O Lord who rules over all, my king and my God. |
| (0.57) | Psa 102:1 |
| The prayer of an oppressed man, as he grows faint and pours out his lament before the Lord. O Lord, hear my prayer! Pay attention to my cry for help! 2 |
| (0.57) | Psa 137:6 |
| May my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth, if I do not remember you, and do not give Jerusalem priority over whatever gives me the most joy. 1 |
| (0.57) | Ecc 2:7 |
| I purchased male and female slaves, and I owned slaves who were born in my house; 1 I also possessed more livestock – both herds and flocks – than any of my predecessors in Jerusalem. 2 |
| (0.57) | Ecc 2:18 |
| So I loathed all the fruit of 1 my effort, 2 for which I worked so hard 3 on earth, 4 because 5 I must leave it 6 behind 7 in the hands of my successor. 8 |
| (0.57) | Sos 2:3 |
| The Beloved about Her Lover: Like 1 an apple tree 2 among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the young men. I delight 3 to sit 4 in his shade, 5 and his fruit 6 is sweet 7 to my taste. 8 |
| (0.57) | Sos 4:16 |
| The Beloved to Her Lover: Awake, O north wind; come, O south wind! Blow on my garden so that its fragrant spices may send out their sweet smell. 1 May my beloved come into his garden and eat its delightful fruit! |
| (0.57) | Sos 5:3 |
| The Beloved to Her Lover: “I have already taken off my robe – must I put it on again? I have already washed my feet – must I soil them again?” |
| (0.57) | Sos 5:6 |
| I opened for my beloved, but my lover had already turned 1 and gone away. 2 I fell into despair 3 when he departed. 4 I looked for him but did not find him; I called him but he did not answer me. |
| (0.57) | Sos 6:9 |
| But she is unique! 1 My dove, my perfect one! She is the special daughter 2 of her mother, she is the favorite 3 of the one who bore her. The maidens 4 saw her and complimented her; 5 the queens and concubines praised her: |
| (0.57) | Sos 8:1 |
| The Beloved to Her Lover: Oh, how I wish you were 1 my little brother, 2 nursing at my mother’s breasts; if I saw 3 you outside, I could kiss you – surely 4 no one would despise me! 5 |
