He will send from the heavens and he will save me; he rebuked him panting after me. Silence. God will send forth his mercy and his truth.
Thou wilt not, O Jehovah, shut up thy compassions from me: thy mercy and thy truth shall always guard me.
Send forth thy light and thy truth; they shall lead me, they shall bring me to thy holy mountain and to thy tents.
To the overseer for the silent dove of those far off: to David, a poem in the rovers taking him in Gath. Compassionate me, O God, for man panted after me; warring all the day, he will press me.
Behold, the people will rise up as a lioness, and as a lion he will be lifted up: he will not lie down till he shall eat the prey and drink the blood of the wounded.
In my straits I will call upon Jehovah, and to my God will I cry: he will hear my voice from his temple, and my cry will come before him into his ears.
O Jehovah, incline thy heavens, and thou wilt come down: touch upon the mountains and they shall smoke.
Hating the good and loving the evil; plucking off their skin from off them, and their flesh from off their bones.
And, behold, there was a great shaking; for a messenger of the Lord, having come down out of heaven, having come near, rolled away the stone from the door, and sat above it.
And Peter being as himself, said, Now know I truly that the Lord sent his messenger, and took me out of the hands of Herod, and all the expectation of the people of the Jews.