And hast not shut me up into the hand of the enemy: thou hast set my feet in a large room.

Thou preparedst room before it, and didst cause it to take deep root, and it filled the land.

The wicked, in the pride of his face, has no room in his thoughts for God.

which is as a bridegroom coming out of his room, like a strong man rejoicing to run his course.

To the Chief Musician, for stringed instruments. A Psalm of David. Hear me when I call, O God of my righteousness; You gave room to me in trouble; have mercy on me, and hear my prayer.

Thou shalt make room enough under me for to go, that my footsteps shall not slide. {TYNDALE: And thou madest me space to walk in, that my feet should not stumble.}

Who lays the beams of His upper chambers in the waters [above the firmament],
Who makes the clouds His chariot,
Who walks on the wings of the wind,

Then your voice came to your holy one in a vision, saying, I have put the crown on a strong one, lifting up one taken from among the people.

Every one of them has gone back. They have become filthy together. There is no one who does good, no, not one.