lest they tear apart my soul like a lion, ripping it in pieces, while there is none to deliver.

For I have heard the slander of many, terror on every side, while they conspire together against me, they plot to take away my life.

For yet a little while, and the wicked will be no more. Yes, though you look for his place, he isn't there.

I said, "I will watch my ways, so that I do not sin with my tongue. I will keep my mouth with a bridle while the wicked is before me."

My heart was hot within me. While I meditated, the fire burned: I spoke with my tongue:

My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually ask me, "Where is your God?"

As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries reproach me, while they continually ask me, "Where is your God?"

Though while he lived he blessed his soul?and men praise you when you do well for yourself?

So I will bless you while I live. I will lift up my hands in your name.

while you sleep among the campfires, the wings of a dove sheathed with silver, her feathers with shining gold.

They shall fear you while the sun endures; and as long as the moon, throughout all generations.

I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up. While I suffer your terrors, I am distracted.

I will sing to the LORD as long as I live. I will sing praise to my God while I have any being.

Let the wicked fall together into their own nets, while I pass by.

While I live, I will praise the LORD. I will sing praises to my God as long as I exist.