'Thine' in the Bible

Our shield, see, O God, And behold the face of Thine anointed,

Thou hast gathered up all Thy wrath, Thou hast turned back from the fierceness of Thine anger.

Turn back to us, O God of our salvation, And make void Thine anger with us.

To the age art Thou angry against us? Dost Thou draw out Thine anger To generation and generation?

A Prayer of David. Incline, O Jehovah, Thine ear, Answer me, for I am poor and needy.

Look unto me, and favour me, Give Thy strength to Thy servant, And give salvation to a son of Thine handmaid.

My prayer cometh in before Thee, Incline Thine ear to my loud cry,

Thou hast bruised Rahab, as one wounded. With the arm of Thy strength Thou hast scattered Thine enemies.

Thine are the heavens -- the earth also is Thine, The habitable world and its fulness, Thou hast founded them.

And Thou, Thou hast cast off, and dost reject, Thou hast shown Thyself wroth With Thine anointed,

Wherewith Thine enemies reproached, O Jehovah, Wherewith they have reproached The steps of Thine anointed.

For a thousand years in Thine eyes are as yesterday, For it passeth on, yea, a watch by night.

For we were consumed in Thine anger, And in Thy fury we have been troubled.

Who knoweth the power of Thine anger? And according to Thy fear -- Thy wrath?

Let Thy work appear unto Thy servants, And Thine honour on their sons.

But with thine eyes thou lookest, And the reward of the wicked thou seest,

For, lo, Thine enemies, O Jehovah, For, lo, Thine enemies, do perish, Separate themselves do all workers of iniquity.

Thy people, O Jehovah, they bruise, And Thine inheritance they afflict.

Hide not Thou Thy face from me, In a day of mine adversity, Incline unto me Thine ear, In the day I call, haste, answer me.

From Thine indignation and Thy wrath, For Thou hast lifted me up, And dost cast me down.

And nations fear the name of Jehovah, And all kings of the earth Thine honour,

I say, 'My God, take me not up in the midst of my days,' Through all generations are Thine years.

And Thou art the same, and Thine years are not finished.

Who is forgiving all thine iniquities, Who is healing all thy diseases,

To look on the good of Thy chosen ones, To rejoice in the joy of Thy nation, To boast myself with Thine inheritance.

A Psalm of David. The affirmation of Jehovah to my Lord: 'Sit at My right hand, Till I make thine enemies thy footstool.'

The rod of thy strength doth Jehovah send from Zion, Rule in the midst of thine enemies.

According to Thine ordinances They have stood this day, for the whole are Thy servants.

I am Thine, save Thou me, For Thy precepts I have sought.

Lord, hearken to my voice, Thine ears are attentive to the voice of my supplications.

For the sake of David Thy servant, Turn not back the face of Thine anointed.

Mine unformed substance Thine eyes saw, And on Thy book all of them are written, The days they were formed -- And not one among them.

Who exchange Thee for wickedness, Lifted up to vanity are Thine enemies.

I have remembered days of old, I have meditated on all Thine acts, On the work of Thy hand I muse.

Send forth lightning, and scatter them, Send forth Thine arrows, and trouble them,

To cause thine ear to attend to wisdom, Thou inclinest thy heart to understanding,

Trust unto Jehovah with all thy heart, And unto thine own understanding lean not.

Be not wise in thine own eyes, Fear Jehovah, and turn aside from evil.

Honour Jehovah from thy substance, And from the beginning of all thine increase;

My son! let them not turn from thine eyes, Keep thou wisdom and thoughtfulness,

My son, to my words give attention, To my sayings incline thine ear,

Let them not turn aside from thine eyes, Preserve them in the midst of thy heart.

Thine eyes do look straightforward, And thine eyelids look straight before thee.

My son! to my wisdom give attention, To mine understanding incline thine ear,

Drink waters out of thine own cistern, Even flowing ones out of thine own well.

Give not sleep to thine eyes, And slumber to thine eyelids,

Keep my commands, and live, And my law as the pupil of thine eye.

Love not sleep, lest thou become poor, Open thine eyes -- be satisfied with bread.

Incline thine ear, and hear words of the wise, And thy heart set to my knowledge,

Labour not to make wealth, From thine own understanding cease, Dost thou cause thine eyes to fly upon it? Then it is not.

Bring in to instruction thy heart, And thine ear to sayings of knowledge.

Give, my son, thy heart to me, And let thine eyes watch my ways.

Thine eyes see strange women, And thy heart speaketh perverse things.

In the falling of thine enemy rejoice not, And in his stumbling let not thy heart be joyful,

For better that he hath said to thee, 'Come thou up hither,' Than that he humble thee before a noble, Whom thine eyes have seen.

Lest the hearer put thee to shame, And thine evil report turn not back.

Let another praise thee, and not thine own mouth, A stranger, and not thine own lips.

Thine own friend, and the friend of thy father, forsake not, And the house of thy brother enter not In a day of thy calamity, Better is a near neighbour than a brother afar off.

Rejoice, O young man, in thy childhood, And let thy heart gladden thee in days of thy youth, And walk in the ways of thy heart, And in the sight of thine eyes, And know thou that for all these, Doth God bring thee into judgment.

Lo, thou art fair, my friend, Lo, thou art fair, thine eyes are doves!

My dove, in clefts of the rock, In a secret place of the ascent, Cause me to see thine appearance, Cause me to hear thy voice, For thy voice is sweet, and thy appearance comely.

Lo, thou art fair, my friend, lo, thou art fair, Thine eyes are doves behind thy veil, Thy hair as a row of the goats That have shone from mount Gilead,

Thou hast emboldened me, my sister-spouse, Emboldened me with one of thine eyes, With one chain of thy neck.

Turn round thine eyes from before me, Because they have made me proud. Thy hair is as a row of the goats, That have shone from Gilead,

Thy neck as a tower of the ivory, Thine eyes pools in Heshbon, near the gate of Bath-Rabbim, Thy face as a tower of Lebanon looking to Damascus,

Set me as a seal on thy heart, as a seal on thine arm, For strong as death is love, Sharp as Sheol is jealousy, Its burnings are burnings of fire, a flame of Jah!

and he striketh against my mouth, and saith: 'Lo, this hath stricken against thy lips, And turned aside is thine iniquity, And thy sin is covered.'

And thou hast said in that day: 'I thank thee, O Jehovah, Though Thou hast been angry with me, Turn back doth Thine anger, And Thou dost comfort me.

Brought down to Sheol hath been thine excellency, The noise of thy psaltery, Under thee spread out hath been the worm, Yea, covering thee is the worm.

And thy coverer covering, wrapping round, Wrappeth thee round, O babbler, On a land broad of sides -- there thou diest, And there the chariots of thine honour Are the shame of the house of thy lord.

And I have thrust thee from thy station, And from thine office he throweth thee down.

O Jehovah, high is Thy hand -- they see not, They see the zeal of the people, and are ashamed, Also, the fire -- Thine adversaries, consumeth them.

And the Lord hath given to you bread of adversity, And water of oppression. And thy directors remove no more, And thine eyes have seen thy directors,

And thine ear heareth a word behind thee, Saying, 'This is the way, go ye in it,' When ye turn to the right, And when ye turn to the left.

From the voice of a multitude fled have peoples, From thine exaltation scattered have been nations.

A king in his beauty, see do thine eyes, They see a land afar off.

See Zion, the city of our meetings, Thine eyes see Jerusalem a quiet habitation, A tent not taken down, Not removed are its pins for ever, And none of its cords are broken.

Incline, O Jehovah, Thine ear, and hear; open, O Jehovah, Thine eyes and see; and hear Thou all the words of Sennacherib that he hath sent to reproach the living God.

Whom hast thou reproached and reviled? And against whom lifted up the voice? Yea, thou dost lift up on high thine eyes Against the Holy One of Israel.

and saith, 'I pray thee, O Jehovah, remember, I pray Thee, how I have walked habitually before Thee in truth, and with a perfect heart, and that which is good in thine eyes I have done;' and Hezekiah weepeth -- a great weeping.

For I -- Jehovah thy God, The Holy One of Israel, thy Saviour, I have appointed Egypt thine atonement, Cush and Seba in thy stead.

Thou hast not bought for Me with money sweet cane, And with the fat of thy sacrifices hast not filled Me, Only -- thou hast caused Me to serve with thy sins, Thou hast wearied Me with thine iniquities.

Thy first father sinned, And thine interpreters transgressed against me,

For I pour waters on a thirsty one, And floods on a dry land, I pour My Spirit on thy seed, And My blessing on thine offspring.

Thus said Jehovah, 'The labour of Egypt, And the merchandise of Cush, And of the Sebaim -- men of measure, Unto thee pass over, and thine they are, After thee they go, in fetters they pass over, And unto thee they bow themselves, Unto thee they pray: Only in thee is God, And there is none else, no other God.

Yea, thou hast not heard, Yea, thou hast not known, Yea, from that time not opened hath thine ear, For I have known thou dealest treacherously, And 'Transgressor from the belly,' One is crying to thee.

Lift up round about thine eyes and see, All of them have been gathered, They have come to thee. I live, an affirmation of Jehovah! Surely all of them as an ornament thou puttest on, And thou bindest them on like a bride.

Again do the sons of thy bereavement say in thine ears: 'The place is too strait for me, Come nigh to me -- and I dwell.'

And I have caused thine oppressors to eat their own flesh, And as new wine they drink their own blood, And known have all flesh that I, Jehovah, Thy saviour, and thy redeemer, Am the Mighty One of Jacob!'

And goest joyfully to the king in ointment, And dost multiply thy perfumes, And sendest thine ambassadors afar off, And humblest thyself unto Sheol.

Is it not to deal to the hungry thy bread, And the mourning poor bring home, That thou seest the naked and cover him, And from thine own flesh hide not thyself?

If thou dost turn from the sabbath thy foot, Doing thine own pleasure on My holy day, And hast cried to the sabbath, 'A delight,' To the holy of Jehovah, 'Honoured,' And hast honoured it, without doing thine own ways, Without finding thine own pleasure, And speaking a word.

Lift up round about thine eyes and see, All of them have been gathered, they have come to thee, Thy sons from afar do come, And thy daughters on the side are supported.

Then thou seest, and hast become bright, And thine heart hath been afraid and enlarged, For turn unto thee doth the multitude of the sea, The forces of nations do come to thee.

And nations have seen thy righteousness, And all kings thine honour, And He is giving to thee a new name, That the mouth of Jehovah doth define.

Sworn hath Jehovah by His right hand, Even by the arm of His strength: 'I give not thy corn any more as food for thine enemies, Nor do sons of a stranger drink thy new wine, For which thou hast laboured.

Why causest Thou us to wander, O Jehovah, from Thy ways? Thou hardenest our heart from Thy fear, Turn back for Thy servants' sake, The tribes of Thine inheritance.

(As fire kindleth stubble -- Fire causeth water to boil,) To make known Thy name to Thine adversaries, From Thy presence do nations tremble.

'Go, and thou hast called in the ears of Jerusalem, saying, Thus said Jehovah: I have remembered for thee The kindness of thy youth, the love of thine espousals, Thy going after Me in a wilderness, in a land not sown.

But though thou dost wash with nitre, And dost multiply to thyself soap, Marked is thine iniquity before Me, An affirmation of the Lord Jehovah.