Then was kindled the anger of Elihu, son of Barachel the Buzite of the family of Ram, - against Job, was kindled his anger, because he justified his own soul rather than God;

He keepeth back his soul from corruption, And his life from passing away by a dart.

And his life hath nauseated bread, And his soul desirable food.

And draw near to the pit doth his soul, And his life to those causing death.

He hath ransomed my soul From going over into the pit, And my life on the light looketh.'

To bring back his soul from the pit, To be enlightened with the light of the living.

Their soul dieth in youth, And their life among the defiled.

His soul will kindle coals, and a flame will go forth from his mouth.

Many are saying of my soul, 'There is no salvation for him in God.' Selah.

And my soul hath been troubled greatly, And Thou, O Jehovah, till when?

Turn back, O Jehovah, draw out my soul, Save me for Thy kindness' sake.

Lest he tear as a lion my soul, Rending, and there is no deliverer.

An enemy pursueth my soul, and overtaketh, And treadeth down to the earth my life, And my honour placeth in the dust. Selah.

Because the wicked hath boasted Of the desire of his soul, And a dishonest gainer he hath blessed, He hath despised Jehovah.

To the Overseer. -- By David. In Jehovah I trusted, how say ye to my soul, 'They moved to Thy mountain for the bird?

Jehovah the righteous doth try. And the wicked and the lover of violence, Hath His soul hated,

Till when do I set counsels in my soul? Sorrow in my heart daily? Till when is mine enemy exalted over me?

How long shall I put counsels in my soul, grief in my heart the day? how long shall mine enemy rise up against me?

O my soul, thou hast said unto the LORD, Thou art my Lord: my goodness extendeth not to thee;

For Thou dost not leave my soul to Sheol, Nor givest thy saintly one to see corruption.

From the face of the wicked who spoiled me. Mine enemies in soul go round against me.

Arise, O Jehovah, go before his face, Cause him to bend. Deliver my soul from the wicked, Thy sword,

The law of Jehovah is perfect, refreshing the soul, The testimonies of Jehovah are stedfast, Making wise the simple,

Deliver from the sword my soul, From the paw of a dog mine only one.

And the fat ones of earth have eaten, And they bow themselves, Before Him bow do all going down to dust, And he who hath not revived his soul.

My soul He refresheth, He leadeth me in paths of righteousness, For His name's sake,

The clean of hands, and pure of heart, Who hath not lifted up to vanity his soul, Nor hath sworn to deceit.

By David. Unto Thee, O Jehovah, my soul I lift up.

His soul in good doth remain, And his seed doth possess the land.

Keep my soul, and deliver me, Let me not be ashamed, for I trusted in Thee.

Do not gather with sinners my soul, And with men of blood my life,

Thou wilt not give me to the soul of him pressing me, for witnesses of falsehood rose up against me, and violence will blow.

O LORD, thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.

That my soul may sing praise to You and not be silent.
O Lord my God, I will give thanks to You forever.

I will be glad and rejoice in thy mercy: for thou hast considered my trouble; thou hast known my soul in adversities;

Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: mine eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my belly.

For I heard the slander of many sojourning round about: in their sitting together against me they purposed to take away my soul

To deliver their soul from death, and to keep them alive in famine.

Our soul waiteth for the LORD: he is our help and our shield.

My soul shall make her boast in the LORD: the humble shall hear thereof, and be glad.

The LORD redeemeth the soul of his servants: and none of them that trust in him shall be desolate.

Draw out also the spear, and stop the way against them that persecute me: say unto my soul, I am thy salvation.

Let them be confounded and put to shame that seek after my soul: let them be turned back and brought to confusion that devise my hurt.

For without cause have they hid for me their net in a pit, which without cause they have digged for my soul.

And my soul shall be joyful in the LORD: it shall rejoice in his salvation.

They rewarded me evil for good to the spoiling of my soul.

But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth: I humbled my soul with fasting; and my prayer returned into mine own bosom.

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

Let them not say in their hearts, Aha! Our Soul! Let them not say, We have swallowed him up.

And those seeking my soul lay a snare, And those seeking my evil Have spoken mischievous things, And they do deceits meditate all the day.

And they seeking my soul will lay snares: and they seeking my evil spake mischief, and they will meditate deceits all the day,

Let them be ashamed and confounded together that seek after my soul to destroy it; let them be driven backward and put to shame that wish me evil.

Jehovah will watch over him and keep him alive; and he shall be blessed on the earth; and You will not deliver him to the soul of his enemies.

I said, LORD, be merciful unto me: heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee.

{To the chief Musician, Maschil, for the sons of Korah.} As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.

My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?

When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.

O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.

For our soul is bowed down to the dust: our belly cleaveth unto the earth.

Truly, no man may get back his soul for a price, or give to God the payment for himself;

(For the redemption of their soul is precious, and it ceaseth for ever:)

But God will redeem my soul from the power of the grave: for he shall receive me. Selah.

Though while he lived he blessed his soul: and men will praise thee, when thou doest well to thyself.

Your desire is for what is true in the inner parts: in the secrets of my soul you will give me knowledge of wisdom.

For strangers are risen up against me, and oppressors seek after my soul: they have not set God before them. Selah.

Behold, God is mine helper: the Lord is with them that uphold my soul.

He hath delivered my soul in peace from the battle that was against me: for there were many with me.

They gather themselves together, they hide themselves, they mark my steps, when they wait for my soul.

For thou hast delivered my soul from death: wilt not thou deliver my feet from falling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living?

{To the chief Musician, Altaschith, Michtam of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave.} Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me: for my soul trusteth in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities be overpast.

My soul is among lions: and I lie even among them that are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.

They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down: they have digged a pit before me, into the midst whereof they are fallen themselves. Selah.

Awake, my soul! Awake, O stringed instrument and harp! I will wake up at dawn!

For, lo, they lie in wait for my soul: the mighty are gathered against me; not for my transgression, nor for my sin, O LORD.

{To the chief Musician, to Jeduthun, A Psalm of David.} Truly my soul waiteth upon God: from him cometh my salvation.

My soul, wait thou only upon God; for my expectation is from him.

{A Psalm of David, when he was in the wilderness of Judah.} O God, thou art my God; early will I seek thee: my soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh longeth for thee in a dry and thirsty land, where no water is;

My soul shall be satisfied as with marrow and fatness; and my mouth shall praise thee with joyful lips:

My soul followeth hard after thee: thy right hand upholdeth me.

But those that seek my soul, to destroy it, shall go into the lower parts of the earth.

Which holdeth our soul in life, and suffereth not our feet to be moved.

Come and hear, all ye that fear God, and I will declare what he hath done for my soul.

{To the chief Musician upon Shoshannim, A Psalm of David.} Save me, O God; for the waters are come in unto my soul.

When I wept, and chastened my soul with fasting, that was to my reproach.

Draw nigh unto my soul, and redeem it: deliver me because of mine enemies.

O consider this and be glad, ye that be in adversity: seek after God and your soul shall live.

Let them be ashamed and confounded that seek after my soul: let them be turned backward, and put to confusion, that desire my hurt.

For my haters are waiting secretly for me; and those who are watching for my soul are banded together in their evil designs,

Let those who say evil against my soul be overcome and put to shame; let my haters be made low and have no honour.

Joy will be on my lips when I make melody to you; and in my soul, to which you have given salvation.

He shall redeem their soul from deceit and violence: and precious shall their blood be in his sight.

For my soul was grieved. I was embittered in my heart.

O give not the soul of your dove to the hawk; let not the life of the poor go out of your memory for ever.

In the day of my trouble, my heart was turned to the Lord: my hand was stretched out in the night without resting; my soul would not be comforted.

And they will tempt God in their heart to ask food for their soul.

He let his wrath have its way; he did not keep back their soul from death, but gave their life to disease.

The passion of my soul's desire is for the house of the Lord; my heart and my flesh are crying out for the living God.