That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; that our daughters may be as corner pillars, polished after the similitude of a palace:

Let them be even as the hay upon the housetops, which withereth afore it be grown up;

You carry them away as with a flood; they are like a sleep: in the morning they are like grass which grows up.

In the morning it flourishes, and grows up; in the evening it is cut down, and withers.

so that the next generation, children yet to be born, might know about them. They will grow up and tell their descendants about them.

Mine eye wasteth away through grief; it hath grown old because of all mine oppressors.

But my heart had grown embittered, And, in my reins, had I received wounds;

How great have grown thy works, Yahweh, How very deep are laid thy plans!

My knees are weak from fasting,
And my flesh has grown lean, without fatness.

You've grown my strength like the horn of a wild ox; I was anointed with fresh oil.

The floods have lifted up, Lord,
the floods have lifted up their voice;
the floods lift up their pounding waves.

Wake up, my glory! Wake up, psaltery and harp! I will wake up the dawn.

Stand up angrily, Lord! Rise up with raging fury against my enemies! Wake up for my sake and execute the judgment you have decreed for them!

He waters the mountains from the upper rooms of his palace; the earth is full of the fruit you cause to grow.

Do not give me up unto the desire of mine adversaries, for there have risen up against me witnesses that are false, and he that fanneth up violence.

I have seen ruthless evil men growing in influence, like a green tree grows in its native soil.

The godly grow like a palm tree; they grow high like a cedar in Lebanon.

It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows: for so he gives his beloved sleep.

Who goeth up into the hill of Jehovah? And who riseth up in His holy place?

Lift up, O gates, your heads, And be lifted up, O doors age-during, And come in doth the king of glory!

Lift up, O gates, your heads, And be lifted up, O doors age-during, And come in doth the king of glory!

Wake up, harp and lyre!
I will wake up the dawn.

He delivereth me from mine enemies: yea, thou liftest me up above those that rise up against me: thou hast delivered me from the violent man.

As when one plows and breaks up the soil,
turning up rocks,
so our bones have been scattered
at the mouth of Sheol.

And He doth cause me to come up From a pit of desolation -- from mire of mud, And He raiseth up on a rock my feet, He is establishing my steps.

Who will rise up for me against the evildoers? or who will stand up for me against the workers of iniquity?