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If one wished to contend with God, he could not answer Him one time out of a thousand.

He alone stretches out the heavens and treads on the waves of the sea.

He does great things beyond searching out, and wonders without number.

…that You should seek my iniquity and search out my sin—

Did You not pour me out like milk, and curdle me like cheese?

He pours out contempt on nobles and disarms the mighty.

Who can bring out clean from unclean? No one!

For he has stretched out his hand against God and has vaunted himself against the Almighty,

My friends are my scoffers as my eyes pour out tears to God.

If I look for Sheol as my home, if I spread out my bed in darkness,

The light in his tent grows dark, and the lamp beside him goes out.

Though I cry out, ‘Violence!’ I get no response; though I call for help, there is no justice.

He swallows wealth but vomits it out; God will force it from his stomach.

It is drawn out of his back, the gleaming point from his liver. Terrors come over him.

How often is the lamp of the wicked put out? Does disaster come upon them? Does God, in His anger, apportion destruction?

For what does he care about his household after him, when the number of his months has run out?

Your decisions will be carried out, and light will shine on your ways.

For He carries out His decree against me, and He has many such plans.

From the city, men groan, and the souls of the wounded cry out, yet God charges no one with wrongdoing.

He stretches out the north over empty space; He hangs the earth upon nothing.

The east wind carries him away, and he is gone; it sweeps him out of his place.

It claps its hands at him and hisses him out of his place.

He hews out channels in the rocks, and his eyes spot every treasure.

It cannot be bought with gold, nor can its price be weighed out in silver.

When God fixed the weight of the wind and measured out the waters,

…then He looked at wisdom and appraised it; He established it and searched it out.

…when my steps were bathed in cream and the rock poured out for me streams of oil!

When I went out to the city gate and took my seat in the public square,

…because I rescued the poor who cried out and the fatherless who had no helper.

My roots will spread out to the waters, and the dew will rest nightly on my branches.

They cried out among the shrubs and huddled beneath the nettles.

And now my soul is poured out within me; days of affliction grip me.

I cry out to You for help, but You do not answer; when I stand up, You merely look at me.

Yet no one stretches out his hand against a ruined man when he cries for help in his distress.

For it is a fire that burns down to Abaddon; it would root out my entire harvest.

…if my land cries out against me and its furrows weep together,

Men cry out under great oppression; they plead for relief from the arm of the mighty.

There they cry out, but He does not answer, because of the pride of evil men.

…which the clouds pour out and shower abundantly on mankind.

Furthermore, who can understand how the clouds spread out, how the thunder roars from His pavilion?

For He says to the snow, ‘Fall on the earth,’ and to the gentle rain, ‘Pour out a mighty downpour.’

…can you, like Him, spread out the skies, as strong as a mirror of bronze?

Out of the north He comes in golden splendor; awesome majesty surrounds Him.

Then the LORD answered Job out of the whirlwind and said:

…that it might spread to the ends of the earth and shake the wicked out of it?

The earth takes shape like clay under a seal; its hills stand out like the folds of a garment.

Can you bring forth the constellations in their seasons or lead out the Bear and her cubs?

Who provides food for the raven when its young cry out to God as they wander about for lack of food?

From there he spies out food; his eyes see it from afar.

Then the LORD answered Job out of the whirlwind and said:

His undersides are jagged potsherds, spreading out the mud like a threshing sledge.

Declare them guilty, O God; let them fall by their own devices. Drive them out for their many transgressions, for they have rebelled against You.

He has dug a hole and hollowed it out; he has fallen into a pit of his own making.

Sorrows will multiply to those who chase other gods. I will not pour out their libations of blood, or speak their names with my lips.

He reached down from on high and took hold of me; He drew me out of deep waters.

He brought me out into the open; He rescued me because He delighted in me.

…their voice has gone out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world. In the heavens He has pitched a tent for the sun.

I cry out by day, O my God, but You do not answer, and by night, but I have no rest.

They cried out to You and were set free; they trusted in You and were not disappointed.

I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed. My heart is like wax; it melts away within me.

Though an army encamps around me, my heart will not fear; though a war breaks out against me, I will keep my trust.

Do not hand me over to the will of my foes, for false witnesses rise up against me, breathing out violence.

You free me from the net laid out for me, for You are my refuge.

I am forgotten like a dead man, out of mind. I am like a broken vessel.

This poor man called out, and the LORD heard him; He saved him from all his troubles.

But the face of the LORD is against those who do evil, to wipe out all memory of them from the earth.

The righteous cry out, and the LORD hears; He delivers them from all their troubles.

Be still before the LORD and wait patiently for Him; do not fret when men prosper in their ways, when they carry out wicked schemes.

He lifted me up from the pit of despair, out of the miry clay; He set my feet upon a rock, and made my footsteps firm.

My visitor speaks falsehood; he gathers slander in his heart; he goes out and spreads it abroad.

These things come to mind as I pour out my soul: how I walked with the multitude, leading the festive procession to the house of God with shouts of joy and praise.

Send out Your light and Your truth; let them lead me. Let them bring me to Your holy mountain and to the place where You dwell.

With Your hand You drove out the nations and planted our fathers there; You crushed the peoples and cast them out.

With Your hand You drove out the nations and planted our fathers there; You crushed the peoples and cast them out.

If we had forgotten the name of our God or spread out our hands to a foreign god,

For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. When Nathan the prophet came to him after his adultery with Bathsheba. Have mercy on me, O God, according to Your loving devotion; according to Your great compassion, blot out my transgressions.

Hide Your face from my sins and blot out all my iniquities.

Morning, noon, and night, I cry out in distress, and He hears my voice.

But You, O God, will bring them down to the Pit of destruction; men of bloodshed and deceit will not live out half their days. But I will trust in You.

I cry out to God Most High, to God who fulfills His purpose for me.

No, in your hearts you devise injustice; with your hands you mete out violence on the earth.

O God, shatter their teeth in their mouths; O LORD, tear out the fangs of the lions.

God has spoken from His sanctuary: “I will triumph! I will parcel out Shechem and apportion the Valley of Succoth.

Have You not rejected us, O God? Will You no longer march out, O God, with our armies?

From the ends of the earth I call out to You whenever my heart is faint. Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.

Trust in Him at all times, O people; pour out your hearts before Him. God is our refuge. Selah

I cried out to Him with my mouth and praised Him with my tongue.

As smoke is blown away, You will drive them out; as wax melts before the fire, the wicked will perish in the presence of God.

God settles the lonely in families; He leads the prisoners out to prosperity, but the rebellious dwell in a sun-scorched land.

O God, when You went out before Your people, when You marched through the wasteland, Selah

Envoys will arrive from Egypt; Cush will stretch out her hands to God.

Rescue me from the mire and do not let me sink; deliver me from my foes and out of the deep waters.

Pour out Your wrath upon them, and let Your burning anger overtake them.

May they be blotted out of the Book of Life and not listed with the righteous.

For he will deliver the needy who cry out and the afflicted who have no helper.

Why do You withdraw Your strong right hand? Stretch it out to destroy them!

For exaltation comes neither from east nor west, nor out of the desert,

For the choirmaster. According to Jeduthun. A Psalm of Asaph. I cried out to God; I cried aloud to God to hear me.

When He struck the rock, water gushed out and torrents raged. But can He also give bread or supply His people with meat?”

He led out His people like sheep and guided them like a flock in the wilderness.