and in Jeshua, and in Moladah, and in Beth-phelet,

from Beth Gilgal, from the field of Geba and Azmaveth; for the singers built for themselves villages all around Jerusalem.

And I perceived that the portions of the Levites had not been given them: for the Levites and the singers, that did the work, were fled every one to his field.

White and violet linen hangings were fastened with fine white and purple linen cords to silver rods on marble columns. Gold and silver couches were arranged on a mosaic pavement of red feldspar, marble, mother-of-pearl, and precious stones.

On that night sleep fled from the king. And he commanded to bring the book of records of the chronicles; and they were read before the king.

who gives rain on the earth and sends waters on the field,

For thou shalt be in league with the stones of the field: and the beasts of the field shall be at peace with thee.

And thou shalt know that thy tent is in peace; And thou shalt visit thy fold, and shalt miss nothing.

And thou shalt know, that numerous is thy seed, and, thine offspring, like the young shoots of the field.

And if not my help in me? and deliverance fled from me?

My days have been swifter than a runner, They have fled, they have not seen good,

And so a hollow-minded man will get wisdom, when a young ass of the field gets teaching.

then you will hold your head high, free from fault.
You will be firmly established and unafraid.

But the eyes of the evil-doers will be wasting away; their way of flight is gone, and their only hope is the taking of their last breath.

Or to the things which go flat on the earth, and they will give you wisdom; and the fishes of the sea will give you news of it.

When he withholds water, rivers dry up; when he lets them loose, they'll flood the land.

Will you be hard on a leaf in flight before the wind? will you make a dry stem go more quickly on its way?

He comes out like a flower, and is cut down: he goes in flight like a shade, and is never seen again.

As the waters fail from the sea, and the flood decayeth and drieth up:

His memorial, have perished out of the land, and let him have no name over the face of the open field;

He is gone like a dream, and is not seen again; he goes in flight like a vision of the night.

If he have fled from the iron weapon, the bow of brass shall strike him through.

A flood will wash away his house; dragging it away when God becomes angry.

They {sing} to [the] tambourine and lyre, and they rejoice to [the] sound of [the] long flute.

Or darkness, so that you cannot see,
And a flood of water covers you.

Thick clouds are a covering to him, so that he seeth not; And he walketh on the vault of heaven.

Which were cut down out of time, whose foundation was overflown with a flood:

They reap every one his corn in the field: and they gather the vintage of the wicked.

They float on the surface of the water.
Their section of the land is cursed,
so that they never go to their vineyards.

By his spirit he polished the heavens; his hand pierced the flat serpent

“Terrors overtake him like a [suddenly rising] flood;
A windstorm steals him away in the night.

God sends his arrows against him without mercy; he goes in flight before his hand.

The flood breaketh out from the inhabitant; even the waters forgotten of the foot: they are dried up, they are gone away from men.

On [the] right hand the brood rises up; {they put me to flight}, and they build up their {siege ramps} against me.

So my lyre came to be [used] for mourning, and my flute [for the] voice of [those who] weep.

Then let me sow, and let another eat; Yea, let the produce of my field be rooted out.

Lest ye should say, We have found out wisdom. GOD, must put him to flight, not man.

'I am clean without any fault, I am innocent, and there is no wickedness in me.

Look, he finds fault against me; he reckons me as his enemy;

I must needs be a liar, though my cause be right, and violently am I plagued whereas I made no fault.'

Do you understand how the clouds float,
those wonderful works of Him who has perfect knowledge?

Who hath divided a channel for the rain-flood, and a way for the thunder's flash;

Can you lift up your voice to the clouds so that a flood of water may cover you?

Their young ones become strong, they grow up in the open field; They go forth, and return not again.

[to] which I have given [the] wilderness [as] its house and [the] salt flat [as] its dwelling place?

The wing of the ostrich beats joyously; though not like the stork's pinions for flight.

And forgetteth that the foot may crush them, or that the beast of the field may trample them.

“Yet when she lifts herself on high,
[So swift is she that] she laughs at the horse and his rider.

Does the hawk take flight by your understanding
and spread its wings to the south?

“Will the faultfinder contend with the Almighty?
Let him who disputes with God answer it.”

Surely the mountains bring him forth food, where all the beasts of the field play.

Lo, a flood oppresseth -- he doth not haste, He is confident though Jordan Doth come forth unto his mouth.

The arrow is not able to put him to flight: stones are no more to him than dry stems.

Give sincere homage to the Son, lest he be angry, and you perish in the way, for his wrath will soon be kindled. Blessed are all those who take refuge in him. A Psalm by David, when he fled from Absalom his son.

{A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son.} LORD, how are they increased that trouble me! many are they that rise up against me.

I am weary with my groaning; {I flood} my bed every night. With my tears {I drench} my couch.

All sheep and oxen, yea, and the beasts of the field;

In the Lord put I my faith; how will you say to my soul, Go in flight like a bird to the mountain?

And he went in flight through the air, seated on a storm-cloud: going quickly on the wings of the wind.

By you their backs are turned in flight, so that my haters are cut off.

For you will {turn them to flight}; you will aim [arrows] on your bowstrings at their faces.

The LORD sitteth upon the flood; yea, the LORD sitteth King for ever.

I was a reproach among all mine enemies, but especially among my neighbours, and a fear to mine acquaintance: they that did see me without fled from me.

And I said in my hasty flight; I was cut off from before thine eyes: yet thou heardest the voice of my supplications in my crying to thee.

Therefore let all [the] faithful pray to you at [the] time [for] finding [you]. Surely at [the] flood of many waters they will not reach him.

Let them be like dust from the grain before the wind; let the angel of the Lord send them in flight.

Though he stumbles, he will not fall down flat, for the LORD will hold up his hand.

For my iniquities have gone over my head [like the waves of a flood];
As a heavy burden they weigh too much for me.

You have made us like sheep which are taken for meat; we are put to flight among the nations.

The rivers of the flood thereof shall make glad the city of God, the holy dwelling of the most highest.

They saw, so they marvelled; they were troubled, they fled in consternation:

I will not take a bullock from thy house, from thy fold, he goats.

I know all the fowls of the mountains: and the wild beasts of the field are mine.

Thou wouldst sit down - Against thine own brother, wouldst thou speak, Against thine own mother's son, wouldst thou expose a fault: -

And I said, If only I had wings like a dove! for then I would go in flight from here and be at rest.

Lo! I would take a distant flight, I would tarry in the wilderness. Selah.

Whensoever I call upon thee, then shall mine enemies be put to flight; whereby I know that thou art my God.

For you have delivered my soul from death, and prevented my feet from falling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living. For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Do Not Destroy." A poem by David, when he fled from Saul, in the cave.

{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.

For lo, they lie in waiting for my soul; the mighty men are gathered together against me, without any offense or fault of me, O LORD.

They run and prepare themselves without my fault: awake to help me, and behold.

Give a safe place to those who have fear of you, where they may go in flight from before the bow. (Selah.)

Thou hadst given - to them that revere thee - a banner, to float aloft, Because of thy faithfulness. Selah.

When they were to have ruined another, their tongue smote themselves, All who observe them take flight.

The righteous rejoiced in the LORD, because they had fled to him for refuge. Let all the upright in heart exult. To the Director: A song. Lyrics by David.

You water its furrows abundantly,
You smooth its ridges;
You soften it with showers,
You bless its growth.

He turned the sea into dry land: they went through the flood on foot: there did we rejoice in him.

Let God be seen, and let his haters be put to flight; let those who are against him be turned back before him.

Kings of armies quickly go in flight: and the women in the houses make a division of their goods.

When the Most High put the kings to flight, it was as white as snow in Salmon.

I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing; I am come into the depths of waters, and the flood overfloweth me.

Let not the flood of waters overflow me, neither let the deep swallow me up; and let not the pit shut its mouth upon me.

His dominion shall be from the one sea to the other, and from the flood unto the world's end.

From extortion, and, violence, he Redeemeth their life, And precious is their flood in his sight.

May there be plenty of grain in the land;
may it wave on the tops of the mountains.
May its crops be like Lebanon.
May people flourish in the cities
like the grass of the field.

When my heart was embittered and I felt stabbed in my kidneys,

Thou didst cleave the fountain and the flood: thou driedst up mighty rivers.

Marvellous things did he in the sight of their fathers, in the land of Egypt, in the field of Zoan.

How he had wrought his signs in Egypt, and his wonders in the field of Zoan:

He killed their vines with hail
and their sycamore fig trees with a flood.