Add parallel Print Page Options

Our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol, as when one cutteth and cleaveth [wood] upon the earth.

For unto thee, Jehovah, Lord, are mine eyes; in thee do I trust: leave not my soul destitute.

Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me, and from the traps of the workers of iniquity.

Read full chapter

They will say, “As one plows(A) and breaks up the earth,(B)
    so our bones have been scattered at the mouth(C) of the grave.”

But my eyes are fixed(D) on you, Sovereign Lord;
    in you I take refuge(E)—do not give me over to death.
Keep me safe(F) from the traps set by evildoers,(G)
    from the snares(H) they have laid for me.

Read full chapter