Psalms 68:1 Cross References - YLT

¹ To the Overseer. —A Psalm, a song of David. Rise doth God—scattered are His enemies! And those hating Him flee from His face.

⁵ Thou dost not bow thyself to them, nor serve them: for I, Jehovah thy God, am a zealous God, charging iniquity of fathers on sons, on the third generation, and on the fourth, of those hating Me,

³⁵ And it cometh to pass in the journeying of the ark, that Moses saith, `Rise, O Jehovah, and Thine enemies are scattered, and those hating Thee flee from Thy presence.'

¹⁰ and repaying to those hating Him, unto their face, to destroy them; He delayeth not to him who is hating Him—unto his face, He repayeth to him—

⁴¹ and now, rise, O Jehovah God, to Thy rest, Thou, and the ark of Thy strength; Thy priests, O Jehovah God, are clothed with salvation, and Thy saints rejoice in the goodness,

⁶ Rise, O Jehovah, in Thine anger, Be lifted up at the wrath of mine adversaries, And awake Thou for me: Judgment Thou hast commanded: ⁷ And a company of peoples compass Thee, And over it on high turn Thou back,

⁸ Thy hand cometh to all Thine enemies, Thy right hand doth find Thy haters.

²⁶ Arise, a help to us, And ransom us for thy kindness' sake.

¹¹ Slay them not, lest my people forget, Shake them by Thy strength, And bring them down, O Lord our shield.

¹⁴ When the Mighty spreadeth kings in it, It doth snow in Salmon.

³⁰ Rebuke a beast of the reeds, a company of bulls, With calves of the peoples, Each humbling himself with pieces of silver, Scatter Thou peoples delighting in conflicts.

⁶⁵ And the Lord waketh as a sleeper, As a mighty one crying aloud from wine. ⁶⁶ And He smiteth His adversaries backward, A reproach age-during He hath put on them, ⁶⁷ And He kicketh against the tent of Joseph, And on the tribe of Ephraim hath not fixed. ⁶⁸ And He chooseth the tribe of Judah, With mount Zion that He loved,

¹⁰ Thou hast bruised Rahab, as one wounded. With the arm of Thy strength Thou hast scattered Thine enemies.

⁸ Arise, O Jehovah, to Thy rest, Thou, and the ark of Thy strength, ⁹ Thy priests do put on righteousness, And Thy pious ones cry aloud.

³ From the voice of a multitude fled have peoples, From thine exaltation scattered have been nations.

¹⁵ Lo, I have set thee for a new sharp threshing instrument, Possessing teeth, thou threshest mountains, And beatest small, and hills as chaff thou makest. ¹⁶ Thou winnowest them, and a wind lifteth them up, And a whirlwind scattereth them, And thou—thou rejoicest in Jehovah, In the Holy One of Israel dost boast thyself.

¹³ Jehovah as a mighty one goeth forth. As a man of war He stirreth up zeal, He crieth, yea, He shrieketh, Against His enemies He showeth Himself mighty. ¹⁴ I have kept silent from of old, I keep silent, I refrain myself, As a travailing woman I cry out, I desolate and swallow up together.

⁹ Awake, awake, put on strength, O arm of Jehovah, Awake, as in days of old, generations of the ages, Art not Thou it that is hewing down Rahab, Piercing a dragon! ¹⁰ Art not Thou it that is drying up a sea, Waters of a great deep? That hath made deep places of a sea A way for the passing of the redeemed?

² A third part with fire thou dost burn in the midst of the city, at the fulness of the days of the siege; and thou hast taken the third part, thou dost smite with a weapon round about it; and the third part thou dost scatter to the wind, and a weapon I draw out after them.

¹⁴ `And all who are round about him to help him, and all his bands, I do scatter to every wind, and a sword I draw out after them. ¹⁵ And they have known that I am Jehovah, in My scattering them among nations, and I have spread them through lands;

³⁵ then broken small together have been the iron, the clay, the brass, the silver, and the gold, and they have been as chaff from the summer threshing-floor, and carried them away hath the wind, and no place hath been found for them: and the stone that smote the image hath become a great mountain, and hath filled all the land.

²³ Jesus answered and said to him, `If any one may love me, my word he will keep, and my Father will love him, and unto him we will come, and abode with him we will make; ²⁴ he who is not loving me, my words doth not keep; and the word that ye hear is not mine, but the Father's who sent me.