Psalm 35:17

Lord, how long will You look on?
Rescue my soul from their ravages,
My only life from the lions.

Habakkuk 1:13

Your eyes are too pure to approve evil,
And You can not look on wickedness with favor.
Why do You look with favor
On those who deal treacherously?
Why are You silent when the wicked swallow up
Those more righteous than they?

Psalm 22:20-21

Deliver my soul from the sword,
My only life from the power of the dog.

Psalm 6:3

And my soul is greatly dismayed;
But You, O Lord—how long?

Psalm 10:14

You have seen it, for You have beheld mischief and vexation to take it into Your hand.
The unfortunate commits himself to You;
You have been the helper of the orphan.

Psalm 13:1-2

For the choir director. A Psalm of David.
How long, O Lord? Will You forget me forever?
How long will You hide Your face from me?

Psalm 57:4

My soul is among lions;
I must lie among those who breathe forth fire,
Even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows
And their tongue a sharp sword.

Psalm 69:14-15

Deliver me from the mire and do not let me sink;
May I be delivered from my foes and from the deep waters.

Psalm 74:9-10

We do not see our signs;
There is no longer any prophet,
Nor is there any among us who knows how long.

Psalm 89:46

How long, O Lord?
Will You hide Yourself forever?
Will Your wrath burn like fire?

Psalm 94:3-4

How long shall the wicked, O Lord,
How long shall the wicked exult?

Psalm 142:6-7

“Give heed to my cry,
For I am brought very low;
Deliver me from my persecutors,
For they are too strong for me.

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Summary

Psalm 35:17

Lord, how long wilt thou look on? rescue my soul from their destructions, my darling from the lions.

Look

Psalm 10:14

Habakkuk 1:13

Rescue

Bible References

Look

You have seen it, for You have beheld mischief and vexation to take it into Your hand.
The

unfortunate commits himself to You;

You have been the helper of the orphan.

Rescue

Deliver my soul from the sword,
My only life from the power of the dog.

My soul is among lions;
I must lie among those who breathe forth fire,
Even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows
And their tongue a sharp sword.

Deliver me from the mire and do not let me sink;
May I be delivered from my foes and from the

deep waters.

“Give heed to my cry,
For I am brought very low;
Deliver me from my persecutors,
For they are too strong for me.