Psalms 69:4
They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of mine head: they that would destroy me, being mine enemies wrongfully, are mighty: then I restored that which I took not away.
They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of mine head: they that would destroy me, being mine enemies wrongfully, are mighty: then I restored that which I took not away.
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19Consider mine enemies; for they are many; and they hate me with cruel hatred.
19But mine enemies are lively, and they are strong: and they that hate me wrongfully are multiplied.
20They also that render evil for good are mine adversaries; because I follow the thing that good is.
19Let not them that are mine enemies wrongfully rejoice over me: neither let them wink with the eye that hate me without a cause.
3They compassed me about also with words of hatred; and fought against me without a cause.
4For my love they are my adversaries: but I give myself unto prayer.
5And they have rewarded me evil for good, and hatred for my love.
4If I have rewarded evil unto him that was at peace with me; (yea, I have delivered him that without cause is mine enemy:)
41Thou hast also given me the necks of mine enemies, that I might destroy them that hate me.
12For innumerable evils have compassed me about: mine iniquities have taken hold upon me, so that I am not able to look up; they are more than the hairs of mine head: therefore my heart faileth me.
52Mine enemies chased me sore, like a bird, without cause.
9He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: he gnasheth upon me with his teeth; mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
10They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me.
20For they speak against thee wickedly, and thine enemies take thy name in vain.
21Do not I hate them, O LORD, that hate thee? and am not I grieved with those that rise up against thee?
22I hate them with perfect hatred: I count them mine enemies.
10For mine enemies speak against me; and they that lay wait for my soul take counsel together,
40Thou hast also given me the necks of mine enemies; that I might destroy them that hate me.
8Mine enemies reproach me all the day; and they that are mad against me are sworn against me.
3I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.
7All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my hurt.
5O God, thou knowest my foolishness; and my sins are not hid from thee.
3Because of the voice of the enemy, because of the oppression of the wicked: for they cast iniquity upon me, and in wrath they hate me.
19All my inward friends abhorred me: and they whom I loved are turned against me.
15But in mine adversity they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together: yea, the abjects gathered themselves together against me, and I knew it not; they did tear me, and ceased not:
2Let them be ashamed and confounded that seek after my soul: let them be turned backward, and put to confusion, that desire my hurt.
2Mine enemies would daily swallow me up: for they be many that fight against me, O thou most High.
3For, lo, they lie in wait for my soul: the mighty are gathered against me; not for my transgression, nor for my sin, O LORD.
29If I rejoiced at the destruction of him that hated me, or lifted up myself when evil found him:
4Lest mine enemy say, I have prevailed against him; and those that trouble me rejoice when I am moved.
12They also that seek after my life lay snares for me: and they that seek my hurt speak mischievous things, and imagine deceits all the day long.
13Let them be confounded and consumed that are adversaries to my soul; let them be covered with reproach and dishonour that seek my hurt.
3For strangers are risen up against me, and oppressors seek after my soul: they have not set God before them. Selah.
9He hath stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head.
1A alm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. LORD, how are they increased that trouble me! many are they that rise up against me.
2For, lo, thine enemies make a tumult: and they that hate thee have lifted up the head.
5Every day they wrest my words: all their thoughts are against me for evil.
14Let them be ashamed and confounded together that seek after my soul to destroy it; let them be driven backward and put to shame that wish me evil.
11He hath also kindled his wrath against me, and he counteth me unto him as one of his enemies.
10Behold, he findeth occasions against me, he counteth me for his enemy,
18Draw nigh unto my soul, and redeem it: deliver me because of mine enemies.
13They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they have no helper.
7The LORD taketh my part with them that help me: therefore shall I see my desire upon them that hate me.
1To the chief Musician, Al-taschith, Michtam of David; when Saul sent, and they watched the house to kill him. Deliver me from mine enemies, O my God: defend me from them that rise up against me.
21They have heard that I sigh: there is none to comfort me: all mine enemies have heard of my trouble; they are gd that thou hast done it: thou wilt bring the day that thou hast called, and they shall be like unto me.
18He delivered me from my strong enemy, and from them that hated me: for they were too strong for me.
20Let this be the reward of mine adversaries from the LORD, and of them that speak evil against my soul.
12For it was not an enemy that reproached me; then I could have borne it: neither was it he that hated me that did magnify himself against me; then I would have hid myself from him:
9From the wicked that oppress me, from my deadly enemies, who compass me about.
17He delivered me from my strong enemy, and from them which hated me: for they were too strong for me.