Psalms 77:3 Cross References - LEB

³ I remember God and I groan loudly; I meditate and my spirit grows faint.

⁴ for the arrows of Shaddai are in me; my spirit drinks their poison; the terrors of God are arrayed against me.

¹¹ "Even* I will not restrain my mouth; I will speak in my spirit's anguish; I will complain in my inner self's* bitterness.

¹⁵ Therefore, I am horrified because of his presence; when I consider, I tremble* because of him. ¹⁶ Indeed,* God has made my heart faint, and Shaddai has terrified me.

²³ Indeed, the disaster from God was a dread for me, and _⌊I was powerless_⌋* because of his majesty.

⁵ Why are you _⌊in despair_⌋,* O my soul, and disturbed within me? Hope in God, because I will again praise him, for the salvation of his presence.

¹¹ Why are you _⌊in despair_⌋,* O my soul? And why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God, because I shall again praise him, _⌊my salvation_⌋* and my God.

⁵ Why are you _⌊in despair_⌋,* O my soul? And why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God, because I will again praise him, _⌊my salvation_⌋* and my God.

⁴ My heart trembles within me, and deathly terrors fall on me. ⁵ Fear and trembling come on me, and horror overwhelms me.

² From the end of the earth* I call to you when my heart grows faint. You will lead me to a rock that is higher than I.

³ For my soul is full with troubles, and my life approaches Sheol. ⁴ I am reckoned with those descending to the pit. I am like a man* without strength,* ⁵ set free* among the dead, like the slain lying in the grave, whom you no longer remember, even those cut off from your hand. ⁶ You have set me in the pit below, in dark places, in the depths. ⁷ Your wrath presses upon me, and you afflict me with all your waves. Selah ⁸ You have removed my acquaintances far from me. You have made me detestable* to them. I am confined and cannot go out. ⁹ My eye languishes from misery. I call on you, O Yahweh, every day; I spread out my hands* to you. ¹⁰ Do you work wonders* for the dead? Or do the departed spirits* rise up to praise you? Selah ¹¹ Is your loyal love told in the grave, or your faithfulness in the underworld?* ¹² Are your wonders* known in the darkness, or your righteousness* in the land of forgetfulness? ¹³ But as for me, I cry for help to you, O Yahweh, and in the morning my prayer comes before you. ¹⁴ Why do you reject my soul, O Yahweh? Why do you hide your face from me? ¹⁵ I am afflicted and perishing from my youth. I bear your terrors. I am distraught.* ¹⁶ Your burning anger has passed over me; your sudden fears have destroyed me. ¹⁷ They surround me like water all the day; they circle about me altogether. ¹⁸ You have removed loved one and friend far from me, my acquaintances far from my darkness.

³ for my days vanish in smoke, and my bones are charred like a hearth. ⁴ My heart is struck like grass and withers. Indeed, I forget to eat* my bread. ⁵ Because of the sound of my groaning my bones* cling to my skin.* ⁶ I am like an owl* of the wilderness; I am like a little owl of the ruins. ⁷ I lie awake and I am like a lone bird on a roof. ⁸ All the day my enemies reproach me; those who mock me swear oaths against me. ⁹ Indeed, I eat ashes like bread and mix my drink with tears* ¹⁰ because of your indignation and anger, for you have picked me up and thrown me away. ¹¹ My days are like a lengthened shadow, and I wither like grass. ¹² But you, O Yahweh, abide* forever, and your remembrance* _⌊from generation to generation_⌋.* ¹³ You rise up and take pity on Zion, because it is time to favor it, for the appointed time has come. ¹⁴ Your servants take pleasure in her stones, and show favor to its dust. ¹⁵ Then the nations will fear the name of Yahweh, and all the kings of the earth your glory. ¹⁶ For Yahweh will rebuild Zion; he will appear in his glory. ¹⁷ He will turn his attention to the prayer of the destitute and will not despise their prayer. ¹⁸ Let this be written for the next generation, so that a people yet to be created may praise Yah,* ¹⁹ that he looked down from his holy height. Yahweh looked from heaven over the earth ²⁰ to hear the groaning of the prisoner, to liberate _⌊those destined to die_⌋,* ²¹ so that they* may make known in Zion the name of Yahweh, and his praise in Jerusalem, ²² when the peoples assemble, together with* kingdoms, to serve Yahweh. ²³ He has broken my strength along the way; he has cut short my days. ²⁴ I say, "My God, do not carry me off from my life in the middle of my days." Your years continue throughout all generations. ²⁵ Long ago you laid the foundation of the earth, and the heavens are the work of your hands. ²⁶ They will perish, but you will endure. And like a garment they will all wear out, you will replace them like clothing, and they will be set aside. ²⁷ But you are the same, and your years do not end. ²⁸ The children of your servants will continue, and their _⌊descendants_⌋* will be established before you.

² I pour out my complaint before him; I declare my trouble before him. ³ When my spirit faints within me, you know my way. On the path where I walk, they have hidden a trap for me;

⁴ And so my spirit grows faint within me; my heart _⌊within_⌋* me is desolate. ⁵ I remember the days of long ago; I meditate on all your doings.* I muse on the labor of your hands.

¹⁷ You must not become to me a terror, you are my refuge in the day of disaster.

¹⁷ My life has been removed from peace, I have forgotten goodness.

³⁹ Why should any living person complain about his sin?