Psalms 77:3 Cross References - ECB

³ I remember Elohim, and roar; I meditate, and my spirit languishes. Selah.

⁴ for the arrows of Shadday are within me, whereof the poison drinks up my spirit; the terrors of Elohah line up against me.

¹¹ Also I - I spare not my mouth; I word in the tribulation of my spirit; I meditate in the bitterness of my soul.

¹⁵ So I terrify at his face; I discern; I dread him; ¹⁶ for El tenderizes my heart and Shadday terrifies me;

²³ for calamity from El is a dread to me and by reason of his exalting I am not able.

⁵ Why prostrate, O my soul? Why roar within me? Await Elohim; for I still spread hands to him for the salvation of his face.

¹¹ Why prostrate, O my soul? Why roar within me? Hope in Elohim; for I spread hands to him - the salvation of my face and my Elohim.

⁵ Why prostrate, O my soul? and why roar within me? Await Elohim; for I still spread hands to him, - the salvation of my face, and my Elohim.

⁴ My heart writhes within me and the terrors of death fall on me: ⁵ awe and trembling come on me and horror covers over me.

² From the end of the earth I call to you; my heart languishes: lead me to the rock that is loftier than I.

³ for my soul satiates with evil and my life touches to sheol: ⁴ I am fabricated with them descending the well; I - a mighty having no might; ⁵ liberated among the dead as pierced lying in the tomb whom you remember no more: and they are cut off from your hand. ⁶ You place me in the nethermost well - in darkness - in the deeps: ⁷ your fury props on me and you humble me with all your waves. Selah. ⁸ You far removed them whom I know; you place me an abhorrence to them - restrained - I come not forth: ⁹ my eye languishes from humiliation; O Yah Veh, I call on you daily; I spread my palms to you. ¹⁰ Work you marvels to the dead? Rise the ghosts? Spread they hands to you? Selah. ¹¹ Is your mercy scribed in the tomb? - your trustworthiness in Abaddon? ¹² - your marvels known in the dark? - your justness in the land of oblivion? ¹³ And I - to you I cried, O Yah Veh; and in the morning my prayer anticipates you. ¹⁴ O Yah Veh, why cast you my soul? Why hide your face from me? ¹⁵ I am humbled - expiring since ladhood; I bear your terrors - perplexed; ¹⁶ your fuming passes over me; your terrors exterminate me; ¹⁷ surrounding me all day as water: they altogether surround me. ¹⁸ You far removed lover and friend from me and they whom I know into darkness.

³ For my days finish off as smoke and my bones scorch as a burning: ⁴ my heart is smitten and withers as herbage; so that I forget to eat my bread: ⁵ by reason of the voice of my sighing my bones adhere to my flesh: ⁶ I am likened to a pelican of the wilderness - as an owl of the parched areas. ⁷ I watch; and I am as a bird alone on the roof: ⁸ my enemies reproach me all the day and they who halal me oath against me. ⁹ For I eat ashes as bread and mix my drink with weeping ¹⁰ at the face of your indignation and your rage: for you lift me up and cast me down: ¹¹ my days spread as a shadow; and I wither as herbage. ¹² And you, O Yah Veh, settle eternal; and your memorial generation to generation: ¹³ You - you rise; you mercy Siyon; for the time to grant her charism - yes, the season has come. ¹⁴ For your servants are pleased in her stones and grant charism to the dust. ¹⁵ And the goyim awe the name of Yah Veh and all the sovereigns of the earth your honor. ¹⁶ Yah Veh built Siyon; he appears in his honor: ¹⁷ he faces the prayer of the naked and despises not their prayer: ¹⁸ inscribe this for the generation after; and the people to be created, to halal Yah. ¹⁹ For he sees from the height of his holies: from the heavens Yah Veh scans the earth ²⁰ - to hear the shrieking of the bound; to loose the sons of death; ²¹ to scribe the name of Yah Veh in Siyon and his halal in Yeru Shalem; ²² in the gathering of the people and the sovereigndoms to serve Yah Veh. ²³ He humbles my force in the way; he curtails my days. ²⁴ I say, O my El, ascend me not midst my days; your years are generation to generation. ²⁵ At your face you founded the earth; and the heavens are the work of your hands: ²⁶ they - they destruct, and you stand; yes, they all wear out as clothes; as a robe you change them and changed they are; ²⁷ and you are the same and your years consummate not. ²⁸ The sons of your servants tabernacle and their seed establishes at your face.

² I pour my meditation at his face; I tell my tribulation to his face: ³ when my spirit languishes within me, then you know my path: in the way I walk, they hide a snare for me.

⁴ my spirit within me languishes; my heart within me desolates: ⁵ I remember the days of antiquity; I meditate on all your deeds; I meditate on the work of your hands:

¹⁷ Be not my ruin: you are my refuge in the day of evil.

¹⁷ And you remove my soul far from shalom; I forget the good.

³⁹ Why sighs any living human - the mighty for his sins?