Old Testament
Psa 140:1~144:15
Ps 140
1 Deliver me, O Jehovah, from evil men; / From violent men preserve me;
2 Who devise evil schemes in their hearts / And continually stir up wars.
3 They have sharpened their tongues like that of a serpent; / The poison of adders is under their lips. Selah
4 Keep me, O Jehovah, from the hands of the wicked; / From violent men preserve me; / Who devise schemes to thrust me down.
5 The proud have hidden a trap for me and cords; / They have spread a net by the wayside; / They have set snares for me. Selah
6 I said to Jehovah, You are my God; / Give ear, O Jehovah, to the voice of my supplications.
7 O Jehovah Lord, strength of my salvation, / You have covered my head in the day of battle.
8 O Jehovah, do not grant the desires of the wicked man; / Do not let his evil scheme advance, / Lest he be exalted. Selah
9 As for the head of those who surround me, / May the mischief of their own lips cover them.
10 May burning coals drop down upon them; / May they be thrown down into the fire, / Into deep pits, never to rise again.
11 Let no slanderer be established in the land; / Let evil hunt down the violent man speedily.
12 I know that Jehovah will maintain the cause of the afflicted / And justice for the needy.
13 Surely the righteous will give thanks to Your name; / The upright will dwell in Your presence.
Ps 141
1 O Jehovah, I have called upon You; hasten to me. / Give ear to my voice when I call out to You.
2 Let my prayer be set before You as incense, / The lifting up of my hands as the evening offering.
3 Set a watch, O Jehovah, before my mouth; / Keep the door of my lips.
4 Do not let my heart turn to anything evil, / To practice deeds of wickedness / With men who commit iniquity; / And let me not eat of their delicacies.
5 Let the righteous strike me in kindness and reprove me; / Let not my head refuse oil upon the head, / For still my prayer is against their evil deeds.
6 Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock, / And they hear my words, that they are pleasant.
7 As when one plows and breaks up the earth, / Our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol.
8 For my eyes are upon You, O Jehovah Lord; / In You I take refuge; do not pour out my soul.
9 Keep me from the trap they have set for me / And from the snares of the workers of iniquity.
10 May the wicked fall into their own nets / While I alone pass by.
Ps 142
1 With my voice I cry to Jehovah; / With my voice I make my supplication to Jehovah.
2 I pour out my complaint before Him; / I declare my trouble before Him.
3 When my spirit fainted within me, / You knew my path. / On the way on which I walked / They have hidden a trap for me.
4 Look on my right hand and see, / For there is no one who regards me; / Refuge has failed me; / No one cares for me.
5 I cried to You, O Jehovah; / I said, You are my refuge, / My portion in the land of the living.
6 Give heed to my cry, / For I have been brought very low; / Deliver me from those who persecute me, / For they are stronger than I.
7 Bring my soul out of prison, / That I may give thanks to Your name. / The righteous will surround me, / For You will deal bountifully with me.
Ps 143
1 O Jehovah, hear my prayer; / Give ear to my supplications; / Answer me in Your faithfulness and in Your righteousness;
2 And do not enter into judgment with Your servant, / For no one alive is righteous in Your sight.
3 For the enemy has persecuted my soul; / He has crushed my life down to the ground; / He has caused me to dwell in dark places, like those who have been long dead.
4 Therefore my spirit faints within me; / My heart is appalled in the midst of me.
5 I remember the days of old; / I meditate upon all that You have done; / I muse upon the work of Your hands.
6 I spread out my hands to You; / My soul thirsts for You like a parched land. Selah
7 Hurry and answer me, O Jehovah; / My spirit fails. / Do not hide Your face from me, / Lest I become like those who go down into the pit.
8 Cause me to hear Your lovingkindness in the morning, / For in You I trust. / Make known to me the way on which I should walk, / For to You I lift up my soul.
9 Deliver me from my enemies, O Jehovah; / I have fled to You for a refuge.
10 Teach me to do Your will, / For You are my God; / Let Your good Spirit lead me / In a plain country.
11 For Your name’s sake, O Jehovah, preserve me alive; / In Your righteousness bring my soul out of trouble.
12 And in Your lovingkindness cut off my enemies / And destroy all those who oppress my soul, / For I am Your servant.
Ps 144
1 Blessed be Jehovah my rock, / Who teaches my hands for war / And my fingers for battle:
2 My Lord of lovingkindness and my fortress, / My high retreat and my Deliverer, / My shield and He in whom I take refuge, / Who subdues my people under me.
3 O Jehovah, what is man, that You take knowledge of him, / And the son of mortal man, that You think of him?
4 Man is like a breath; / His days are like a passing shadow.
5 O Jehovah, bow Your heavens down and descend; / Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.
6 Flash forth lightning, and scatter them; / Send forth Your arrows, and discomfit them.
7 Stretch forth Your hand from on high; / Rescue me and deliver me / From the great waters, / From the hand of foreigners;
8 Whose mouth speaks deceit, / And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
9 O God, I will sing a new song to You; / Upon a harp of ten strings I will sing psalms to You,
10 Who gives salvation to kings, / Who rescues David His servant from the hurtful sword.
11 Rescue me and deliver me from the hand of foreigners, / Whose mouth speaks deceit, / And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
12 May our sons be like plants / Grown up in their youth; / May our daughters be like corner pillars / Hewn out in fashion for a palace;
13 May our barns be full, / Furnishing produce of all kinds; / May our sheep bring forth thousands / And ten thousands in our fields;
14 May our oxen be fully laden; / May there be no breaking in to rob or going forth to fight, / Or outcry in our streets.
15 Blessed are the people who are so; / Blessed are the people whose God is Jehovah.
New Testament
1 Cor 13:1~31
1 13
1 If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels but do not have love, I have become sounding brass or a clanging cymbal.
2 And if I have the gift of prophecy and know all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith so as to remove mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing.
3 And if I dole out all my possessions to feed others, and if I deliver up my body that I may boast, but do not have love, I profit nothing.
4 Love suffers long. Love is kind; it is not jealous. Love does not brag and is not puffed up;
5 It does not behave unbecomingly and does not seek its own things; it is not provoked and does not take account of evil;
6 It does not rejoice because of unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth;
7 It covers all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
8 Love never falls away. But whether prophecies, they will be rendered useless; or tongues, they will cease; or knowledge, it will be rendered useless.
9 For we know in part, and we prophesy in part;
10 But when that which is complete comes, that which is in part will be rendered useless.
11 When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I thought as a child, I reasoned as a child; since I have become a man, I have done away with childish things.
12 For now we see in a mirror obscurely, but at that time face to face; now I know in part, but at that time I will fully know even as also I was fully known.
13 Now there abide faith, hope, love, these three; and the greatest of these is love.