Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



'The Erring One,' by David, that he sung to Jehovah concerning the words of Cush a Benjamite. O Jehovah, my God, in Thee I have trusted, Save me from all my pursuers, and deliver me.


All Thy commands are faithfulness, With falsehood they have pursued me, Help Thou me.

Many are my pursuers, and adversaries, From Thy testimonies I have not turned aside.

Shin. Princes have pursued me without cause, And because of Thy words was my heart afraid.

For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.

Thou, Thou hast known, O Jehovah, Remember me, and inspect me, And take vengeance for me of my pursuers, In Thy long-suffering take me not away, Know -- I have borne for Thee reproach.

For our neck we have been pursued, We have laboured -- there hath been no rest for us.


We feel like the blind for the wall, Yea, as without eyes we feel, We have stumbled at noon as at twilight, In desolate places as the dead.

For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.

Among the dead -- free, As pierced ones lying in the grave, Whom Thou hast not remembered any more, Yea, they by Thy hand have been cut off.


'The Erring One,' by David, that he sung to Jehovah concerning the words of Cush a Benjamite. O Jehovah, my God, in Thee I have trusted, Save me from all my pursuers, and deliver me.


All Thy commands are faithfulness, With falsehood they have pursued me, Help Thou me.

Many are my pursuers, and adversaries, From Thy testimonies I have not turned aside.

Shin. Princes have pursued me without cause, And because of Thy words was my heart afraid.

For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.

Thou, Thou hast known, O Jehovah, Remember me, and inspect me, And take vengeance for me of my pursuers, In Thy long-suffering take me not away, Know -- I have borne for Thee reproach.

For our neck we have been pursued, We have laboured -- there hath been no rest for us.


For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.

Swifter have been our pursuers, Than the eagles of the heavens, On the mountains they have burned after us, In the wilderness they have laid wait for us.


'The Erring One,' by David, that he sung to Jehovah concerning the words of Cush a Benjamite. O Jehovah, my God, in Thee I have trusted, Save me from all my pursuers, and deliver me.


All Thy commands are faithfulness, With falsehood they have pursued me, Help Thou me.

Many are my pursuers, and adversaries, From Thy testimonies I have not turned aside.

Shin. Princes have pursued me without cause, And because of Thy words was my heart afraid.

For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.

Thou, Thou hast known, O Jehovah, Remember me, and inspect me, And take vengeance for me of my pursuers, In Thy long-suffering take me not away, Know -- I have borne for Thee reproach.

For our neck we have been pursued, We have laboured -- there hath been no rest for us.