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Who is like the LORD our God, the One enthroned on high?

…the mountains skipped like rams, the hills like lambs.

…the mountains skipped like rams, the hills like lambs.

O mountains, that you skipped like rams, O hills, like lambs?

O mountains, that you skipped like rams, O hills, like lambs?

Those who make them become like them, as do all who trust in them.

They swarmed around me like bees, but they were extinguished like burning thorns; in the name of the LORD I cut them off.

They swarmed around me like bees, but they were extinguished like burning thorns; in the name of the LORD I cut them off.

Though I am like a wineskin dried up by smoke, I do not forget Your statutes.

All the wicked on earth You discard like dross; therefore I love Your testimonies.

I rejoice in Your promise like one who finds great spoil.

I have strayed like a lost sheep; seek Your servant, for I have not forgotten Your commandments.

We have escaped like a bird from the snare of the fowler; the net is torn, and we have slipped away.

A song of ascents. Those who trust in the LORD are like Mount Zion. It cannot be moved; it abides forever.

A song of ascents. When the LORD restored the captives of Zion, we were like dreamers.

Restore our captives, O LORD, like streams in the Negev.

Like arrows in the hand of a warrior, so are children born in one’s youth.

Your wife will be like a fruitful vine flourishing within your house, your sons like olive shoots sitting around your table.

Your wife will be like a fruitful vine flourishing within your house, your sons like olive shoots sitting around your table.

May they be like grass on the rooftops, which withers before it can grow,

Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul; like a weaned child with his mother, like a weaned child is my soul within me.

Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul; like a weaned child with his mother, like a weaned child is my soul within me.

It is like fine oil on the head, running down on the beard, running down Aaron’s beard over the collar of his robes.

It is like the dew of Hermon falling on the mountains of Zion. For there the LORD has bestowed the blessing of life forevermore.

Those who make them become like them, as do all who trust in them.

…even the darkness is not dark to You, but the night shines like the day, for darkness is as light to You.

They sharpen their tongues like snakes; the venom of vipers is on their lips. Selah

May my prayer be set before You like incense; my uplifted hands, like the evening offering.

May my prayer be set before You like incense; my uplifted hands, like the evening offering.

For the enemy has pursued my soul, crushing my life to the ground, making me dwell in darkness like those long since dead.

I stretch out my hands to You; my soul thirsts for You like a parched land. Selah

Answer me quickly, O LORD; my spirit fails. Do not hide Your face from me, or I will be like those who descend to the Pit.

Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow.

Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow.

Then our sons will be like plants nurtured in their youth, our daughters like corner pillars carved to adorn a palace.

Then our sons will be like plants nurtured in their youth, our daughters like corner pillars carved to adorn a palace.

He spreads the snow like wool; He scatters the frost like ashes;

He spreads the snow like wool; He scatters the frost like ashes;

He casts forth His hail like pebbles. Who can withstand His icy blast?

…let us swallow them alive like Sheol, and whole like those descending into the Pit.

…let us swallow them alive like Sheol, and whole like those descending into the Pit.

…when your dread comes like a storm, and your destruction like a whirlwind, when distress and anguish overwhelm you.

…when your dread comes like a storm, and your destruction like a whirlwind, when distress and anguish overwhelm you.

…if you seek it like silver and search it out like hidden treasure,

…if you seek it like silver and search it out like hidden treasure,

The path of the righteous is like the first gleam of dawn, shining brighter and brighter until midday.

But the way of the wicked is like the darkest gloom; they do not know what makes them stumble.

Free yourself, like a gazelle from the hand of the hunter, like a bird from the snare of the fowler.

Free yourself, like a gazelle from the hand of the hunter, like a bird from the snare of the fowler.

…and poverty will come upon you like a robber, and need like a bandit.

…and poverty will come upon you like a robber, and need like a bandit.

He follows her on impulse, like an ox going to the slaughter, like a deer bounding into a trap,

He follows her on impulse, like an ox going to the slaughter, like a deer bounding into a trap,

…until an arrow pierces his liver, like a bird darting into a snare—not knowing it will cost him his life.

Like vinegar to the teeth and smoke to the eyes, so is the slacker to those who send him.

Like a gold ring in a pig’s snout is a beautiful woman who lacks discretion.

He who trusts in his riches will fall, but the righteous will thrive like foliage.

A wife of noble character is her husband’s crown, but she who causes shame is like decay in his bones.

Speaking rashly is like a piercing sword, but the tongue of the wise brings healing.

The way of the slacker is like a hedge of thorns, but the path of the upright is a highway.

When a king’s face brightens, there is life; his favor is like a rain cloud in spring.

A worthless man digs up evil, and his speech is like a scorching fire.

The words of a gossip are like choice morsels that go down into the inmost being.

A rich man’s wealth is his fortified city; it is like a high wall in his imagination.

An offended brother is harder to win than a fortified city, and disputes are like the bars of a castle.

A king’s rage is like the roar of a lion, but his favor is like dew on the grass.

A king’s rage is like the roar of a lion, but his favor is like dew on the grass.

A foolish son is his father’s ruin, and a quarrelsome wife is like a constant dripping.

The terror of a king is like the roar of a lion; whoever provokes him forfeits his own life.

When you glance at wealth, it disappears, for it makes wings for itself and flies like an eagle to the sky.

Like a robber she lies in wait and multiplies the faithless among men.

In the end it bites like a snake and stings like a viper.

In the end it bites like a snake and stings like a viper.

You will be like one sleeping on the high seas or lying on the top of a mast:

An honest answer given is like a kiss on the lips.

…and poverty will come upon you like a robber, and need like a bandit.

…and poverty will come upon you like a robber, and need like a bandit.

A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in settings of silver.

Like an earring of gold or an ornament of fine gold is a wise man’s rebuke to a listening ear.

Like the cold of snow in the time of harvest is a trustworthy messenger to those who send him; he refreshes the soul of his masters.

Like clouds and wind without rain is the man who boasts of gifts never given.

Like a club or sword or sharp arrow is a man who bears false witness against his neighbor.

Like a broken tooth or a foot out of joint is confidence in a faithless man in time of trouble.

Like one who removes a garment on a cold day or vinegar poured on a wound is one who sings songs to a heavy heart.

Like cold water to a weary soul is good news from a distant land.

Like a muddied spring or a polluted well is a righteous man who gives way to the wicked.

Like a city whose walls are broken down is a man who does not control his temper.

Like snow in summer and rain at harvest, honor does not befit a fool.

Like a fluttering sparrow or darting swallow, an undeserved curse does not come to rest.

Do not answer a fool according to his folly, or you yourself will be like him.

Like cutting off one’s own feet or drinking violence is the sending of a message by the hand of a fool.

Like lame legs hanging limp is a proverb in the mouth of a fool.

Like binding a stone into a sling is the giving of honor to a fool.

Like a thorn that goes into the hand of a drunkard is a proverb in the mouth of a fool.

Like an archer who wounds at random is he who hires a fool or passerby.

Like one who grabs a dog by the ears is a passerby who meddles in a quarrel not his own.

Like a madman shooting firebrands and deadly arrows,

Like charcoal for embers and wood for fire, so is a quarrelsome man for kindling strife.

The words of a gossip are like choice morsels that go down into the inmost being.

Like glaze covering an earthen vessel are burning lips and a wicked heart.