Bible Languages

Indian Language Bible Word Collections

1	A David psalm. Listen and help, O God. I'm reduced to a whine And a whimper, obsessed with feelings of doomsday.

2	Don't let them find me-- the conspirators out to get me,

3	Using their tongues as weapons, flinging poison words, poison-tipped arrow-words.

4	They shoot from ambush, shoot without warning, not caring who they hit.

5	They keep fit doing calisthenics of evil purpose, They keep lists of the traps they've secretly set. They say to each other, "No one can catch us,

6	no one can detect our perfect crime." The Detective detects the mystery in the dark of the cellar heart.

7	The God of the Arrow shoots! They double up in pain,

8	Fall flat on their faces in full view of the grinning crowd.

9	Everyone sees it. God's work is the talk of the town.

10	Be glad, good people! Fly to GOD! Good-hearted people, make praise your habit.