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  • DistroMan 20:00 on December 31, 2011 Permalink
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    Psalm 57: Oh no, it’s King David coming down the path. Close the curtains and pretend we aren’t home! 

    Psalms Part 57 of 150

    For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A poem by David, when he fled from Saul, in the cave.

    1 Be merciful to me, God, be merciful to me,

    for my soul takes refuge in you.

    Yes, in the shadow of your wings, I will take refuge,

    until disaster has passed.

    Is this all Psalms is going to be?  Nothing but sucking up to God?  Can anyone spell s-y-c-o-p-h-a-n-t ?  Oh, I can.  :)

    2 I cry out to God Most High,

    to God who accomplishes my requests for me.

    You’d do better doing your own work.  Lazy bastard.

    3 He will send from heaven, and save me,

    he rebukes the one who is pursuing me.

    Selah.

    God will send out his loving kindness and his truth.

    And use armies of sock puppets to kill innocents.

    4 My soul is among lions.

    I lie among those who are set on fire,

    even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows,

    and their tongue a sharp sword.

    Are you that easily injured?  Can’t take a few words without curling up and crying?

    5 Be exalted, God, above the heavens!

    Let your glory be above all the earth!

    6 They have prepared a net for my steps.

    My soul is bowed down.

    They dig a pit before me.

    They fall into its midst themselves.

    Selah.

    If that were true, why the need to continuously ask Gawd for help?

    7 My heart is steadfast, God, my heart is steadfast.

    I will sing, yes, I will sing praises.

    Your heart is not steadfast at all.  You have wavered back and forth from acting like a man without worries who could face any danger to being a whimpering coward calling for his daddy to save his worthless arse.

    8 Wake up, my glory! Wake up, psaltery and harp!

    I will wake up the dawn.

    9 I will give thanks to you, Lord, among the peoples.

    I will sing praises to you among the nations.

    Door knocker are you?

    10 For your great loving kindness reaches to the heavens,

    and your truth to the skies.

    11 Be exalted, God, above the heavens.

    Let your glory be over all the earth.

    Blah, blah, blah.  Again.

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  • DistroMan 20:00 on December 30, 2011 Permalink
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    Psalm 56: Prayer: Expect everything, get nothing! 

    Psalms Part 56 of 150

    For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “Silent Dove in Distant Lands.” A poem by David, when the Philistines seized him in Gath.

    1 Be merciful to me, God, for man wants to swallow me up.

    All day long, he attacks and oppresses me.

    2 My enemies want to swallow me up all day long,

    for they are many who fight proudly against me.

    I would.

    3 When I am afraid,

    I will put my trust in you.

    Then why would you be afraid?  Or don’t you have as much faith in God as you try to make out?

    4 In God, I praise his word.

    In God, I put my trust.

    I will not be afraid.

    What can flesh do to me?

    Kill you dude!  Gone.  Over.  Dust.  Buried.  Extinct!

    5 All day long they twist my words.

    All their thoughts are against me for evil.

    Not so much evil as revenge for what you do to them and what you represent I expect.

    6 They conspire and lurk,

    watching my steps, they are eager to take my life.

    7 Shall they escape by iniquity?

    In anger cast down the peoples, God.

    Yeah, get him to do your dirty work.  Slack bastard.

    8 You number my wanderings.

    You put my tears into your bottle.

    God has a bottle?  Of tears?

    Aren’t they in your book?

    9 Then my enemies shall turn back in the day that I call.

    I know this, that God is for me.

    10 In God, I will praise his word.

    In Yahweh, I will praise his word.

    God is Yahweh is Jehovah, so why say it twice?  Is this one of those bigger is better, more is better things that I’ve come to expect from Jehovah?

    11 I have put my trust in God.

    I will not be afraid.

    What can man do to me?

    Um, dead, remember?

    12 Your vows are on me, God.

    I will give thank offerings to you.

    For?  He hasn’t helped you yet.

    13 For you have delivered my soul from death,

    and prevented my feet from falling,

    that I may walk before God in the light of the living.

    Come walk before me then if you are still alive.  Show me how powerful God is.  Come on.  Now.  Get on with it!!!  Moron!

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  • DistroMan 20:00 on December 29, 2011 Permalink
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    Psalm 55: Move along now, nothing to see here. Just more biblical shit! 

    Psalms Part 55 of 150

    For the Chief Musician. On stringed instruments. A contemplation by David.

    1 Listen to my prayer, God.

    Don’t hide yourself from my supplication.

    Ordering the boss around again.

    2 Attend to me, and answer me.

    I am restless in my complaint, and moan,

    Good reason to ignore you.

    3 Because of the voice of the enemy,

    Because of the oppression of the wicked.

    For they bring suffering on me.

    In anger they hold a grudge against me.

    Not for no reason either I might add.  You’ve been a pain in their arse for a long time and deserve all you get.

    4 My heart is severely pained within me.

    The terrors of death have fallen on me.

    5 Fearfulness and trembling have come on me.

    Horror has overwhelmed me.

    How do you think they felt when your people went up against them for no other reason than to steal their land and enslave them?

    6 I said, “Oh that I had wings like a dove!

    Then I would fly away, and be at rest.

    7 Behold, then I would wander far off.

    I would lodge in the wilderness.”

    Selah.

    Maybe you should have thought of that before you started giving everyone a hard time.

    8 “I would hurry to a shelter from the stormy wind and storm.”

    Poor diddums!

    9 Confuse them, Lord, and confound their language,

    for I have seen violence and strife in the city.

    10 Day and night they prowl around on its walls.

    Malice and abuse are also within her.

    If you were a fair and just ruler, that wouldn’t have happened.

    11 Destructive forces are within her.

    Threats and lies don’t depart from her streets.

    12 For it was not an enemy who insulted me,

    then I could have endured it.

    Neither was it he who hated me who raised himself up against me,

    then I would have hidden myself from him.

    13 But it was you, a man like me,

    my companion, and my familiar friend.

    He knows you for what you are.

    14 We took sweet fellowship together.

    We walked in God’s house with company.

    Committed crimes together.

    15 Let death come suddenly on them.

    Let them go down alive into Sheol.

    For wickedness is in their dwelling, in their midst.

    As it is in yours.

    16 As for me, I will call on God.

    Yahweh will save me.

    Well, sorry, but he didn’t .  I’ve read the book.

    17 Evening, morning, and at noon, I will cry out in distress.

    He will hear my voice.

    Doubt it.

    18 He has redeemed my soul in peace from the battle that was against me,

    although there are many who oppose me.

    Yes, very many.  And what makes you think he redeemed you?  Winning a battle doesn’t mean God is with you or it would mean he was with your enemy when they beat you.  Moron.

    19 God, who is enthroned forever,

    will hear, and answer them.

    Selah.

    They never change,

    who don’t fear God.

    There is less to change when you aren’t being prodded into doing evil by an imaginary friend.

    20 He raises his hands against his friends.

    He has violated his covenant.

    YOU would have done better to make a covenant with you fellow man and have peace in the land.

    21 His mouth was smooth as butter,

    but his heart was war.

    His words were softer than oil,

    yet they were drawn swords.

    It sounds very much like you are talking about God here.

    22 Cast your burden on Yahweh, and he will sustain you.

    He will never allow the righteous to be moved.

    Oh, he’s done that before.

    23 But you, God, will bring them down into the pit of destruction.

    Bloodthirsty and deceitful men shall not live out half their days,

    but I will trust in you.

    Everyone dies dude.  Get over it.

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  • DistroMan 20:00 on December 28, 2011 Permalink
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    Psalm 54: Christianity, because it’s easier to bribe the lord than be a good person. 

    Psalms Part 54 of 150

    For the Chief Musician. On stringed instruments. A contemplation by David, when the Ziphites came and said to Saul, “Isn’t David hiding himself among us?”

    1 Save me, God, by your name.

    Vindicate me in your might.

    Why? You’re a self confessed sinner!

    2 Hear my prayer, God.

    Listen to the words of my mouth.

    3 For strangers have risen up against me.

    Violent men have sought after my soul.

    They haven’t set God before them.

    Selah.

    It matters not!  You are a bad person and deserve to be dealt with.  Take it like a man.

    4 Behold, God is my helper.

    The Lord is the one who sustains my soul.

    5 He will repay the evil to my enemies.

    Destroy them in your truth.

    As you are a sinner and your enemy’s enemy, why shouldn’t God help them and repay your evil unto you?

    6 With a free will offering, I will sacrifice to you.

    I will give thanks to your name, Yahweh, for it is good.

    Bribing the lord?  Yeah, why not.  He blackmails you.

    7 For he has delivered me out of all trouble.

    My eye has seen triumph over my enemies.

    Then you are both enemies of man.  Holding yourselves above the law and mankind is not and never will be morally acceptable.  Typical of this book though.

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  • DistroMan 20:00 on December 27, 2011 Permalink
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    Psalm 53: There is more direct good done by non believers. 

    Psalms Part 53 of 150

    For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “Mahalath.” A contemplation by David.

    1 The fool has said in his heart, “There is no God.”

    They are corrupt, and have done abominable iniquity.

    There is no one who does good.

    This is the kind of bullshit that turns Christians and Atheists against each other.  In all recorded history there have been more atrocities committed in the name of religion, specifically Christianity, than by the non believers.  Instead of acting like bloody ostriches, get your heads out of the sand and look at reality.  YOU are followers of a hate group.  YOU are followers of a murderous organisation.  YOU are funding a group of pedophiles and pedophiles enablers.

    2 God looks down from heaven on the children of men,

    to see if there are any who understood,

    who seek after God.

    Why?  So he can point his army of dress wearing morons to fresh meat?

    3 Every one of them has gone back.

    They have become filthy together.

    There is no one who does good, no, not one.

    Tell that to the godless people who help the starving, the homeless, the bereaved, the sick and the dying.  Tell it to the people who give more money directly to charities that actually help people than believers do.  If the believers gave it to those charities instead of the church and evangelical groups, more people would receive help.

    4 Have the workers of iniquity no knowledge,

    who eat up my people as they eat bread,

    and don’t call on God?

    It’s because they don’t waste their time on a fairy tale that they have more time to devote to doing good work amongst the needy.

    5 There they were in great fear, where no fear was,

    for God has scattered the bones of him who encamps against you.

    You have put them to shame,

    because God has rejected them.

    Ask the god fearing horde if they want to give up all the modern amenities they take for granted that were invented by atheists.  Ask them if they will forgo the medicines atheist invented.

    6 Oh that the salvation of Israel would come out of Zion!

    When God brings back his people from captivity,

    then Jacob shall rejoice,

    and Israel shall be glad.

    Israel is a piece of shit.  Nothing but fighting, misogyny, hatred and bigotry.

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  • DistroMan 20:00 on December 26, 2011 Permalink
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    Psalm 52: Love of mankind trumps love of any god. 

    Psalms Part 52 of 150

    For the Chief Musician. A contemplation by David, when Doeg the Edomite came and told Saul, “David has come to Abimelech’s house.”

    1 Why do you boast of mischief, mighty man?

    God’s loving kindness endures continually.

    Wrong.  When he convinces you to kill, that is not loving kindness.

    2 Your tongue plots destruction,

    like a sharp razor, working deceitfully.

    3 You love evil more than good,

    lying rather than speaking the truth.

    Selah.

    You love killing for God instead of making peace and living in harmony with others.

    4 You love all devouring words,

    you deceitful tongue.

    5 God will likewise destroy you forever.

    He will take you up, and pluck you out of your tent,

    and root you out of the land of the living.

    Selah.

    He hasn’t bothered doing it with others, so what makes you think he really cares?

    6 The righteous also will see it, and fear,

    and laugh at him, saying,

    7 “Behold, this is the man who didn’t make God his strength,

    but trusted in the abundance of his riches,

    and strengthened himself in his wickedness.”

    These kind of people endure to this day. God has once again shown himself to be impotent against man.

    8 But as for me, I am like a green olive tree in God’s house.

    I trust in God’s loving kindness forever and ever.

    The closest you get to being a green olive tree is the fact that you are a sap.

    9 I will give you thanks forever, because you have done it.

    I will hope in your name, for it is good,

    Good for you or good for mankind?

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  • DistroMan 20:00 on December 25, 2011 Permalink
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    Psalm 51: Absolution is a pathetic alternative to justice. 

    Psalms Part 51 of 150

    For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David, when Nathan the prophet came to him, after he had gone in to Bathsheba.

    1 Have mercy on me, God, according to your loving kindness.

    According to the multitude of your tender mercies, blot out my transgressions.

    Why would you want them blotted out instead of paying for your transgressions?

    2 Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity.

    Cleanse me from my sin.

    Paying for your sins is the only way.

    3 For I know my transgressions.

    My sin is constantly before me.

    Just knowing them is not the same as paying for them.

    4 Against you, and you only, have I sinned,

    and done that which is evil in your sight;

    Killing people is sinning against those people.  Your attitude is not very Christian.

    that you may be proved right when you speak,

    and justified when you judge.

    Well, that will never happen.

    5 Behold, I was born in iniquity.

    In sin my mother conceived me.

    Normal people call that having sex.  Get over yourself.

    6 Behold, you desire truth in the inward parts.

    You teach me wisdom in the inmost place.

    If you were being taught wisdom, real wisdom, you’d know that you were sinning against people and not God.  You’d know that you should pay them back for trespassing against them.

    7 Purify me with hyssop, and I will be clean.

    Wash me, and I will be whiter than snow.

    8 Let me hear joy and gladness,

    That the bones which you have broken may rejoice.

    All you want is to be absolved of your ‘crimes’ and not have to pay for them.  That is not moral.  That is not ethical.  There is no justice in this whatsoever.

    9 Hide your face from my sins,

    and blot out all of my iniquities.

    10 Create in me a clean heart, O God.

    Renew a right spirit within me.

    Pay for your wrongdoing and change who you are.  Stop asking everyone else to do the work for you.

    11 Don’t throw me from your presence,

    and don’t take your holy Spirit from me.

    12 Restore to me the joy of your salvation.

    Uphold me with a willing spirit.

    Why?  You haven’t shown that you deserve it.

    13 Then I will teach transgressors your ways.

    Sinners shall be converted to you.

    You are already his and yet you are still sinning.  So what use is there in converting to him?  Try making sense.

    14 Deliver me from the guilt of bloodshed, O God, the God of my salvation.

    My tongue shall sing aloud of your righteousness.

    What is supposed to be the punishment for bloodshed?  Why aren’t you being punished in that manner?  What puts you above everyone else who has to pay?

    15 Lord, open my lips.

    My mouth shall declare your praise.

    16 For you don’t delight in sacrifice, or else I would give it.

    You have no pleasure in burnt offering.

    Then why does the bible continually ask for it?

    17 The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit.

    A broken and contrite heart, O God, you will not despise.

    You haven’t been keeping up with the things he says then.  He’s a hateful, spiteful son-of-a-bitch and he’s not worth the time it took to invent him.

    18 Do well in your good pleasure to Zion.

    Build the walls of Jerusalem.

    19 Then you will delight in the sacrifices of righteousness,

    in burnt offerings and in whole burnt offerings.

    Then they will offer bulls on your altar.

    A kind and benevolent deity would not wish to have innocent animals slaughtered in their name.  That is a barbaric act and anyone associated with it should be ashamed of themselves.  Anyone thinking this is a good book should take a good look at themselves and wake up.  You can’t follow a disgusting doctrine and call yourself righteous.

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  • DistroMan 20:00 on December 24, 2011 Permalink
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    Psalm 50: Obedience School for Saints, Planets, Heaven and Sinners. 

    Psalms Part 50 of 150

    A Psalm by Asaph.

    1 The Mighty One, God, Yahweh, speaks,

    and calls the earth from sunrise to sunset.

    Come here little earth!  Come, sit!

    2 Out of Zion, the perfection of beauty,

    God shines out.

    Wishful thinking by delusional morons.

    3 Our God comes, and does not keep silent.

    A fire devours before him.

    It is very stormy around him.

    Cranky bugger isn’t he!

    4 He calls to the heavens above,

    to the earth, that he may judge his people:

    Heaven!  Over there, sit.  Earth, right here beside me.  Behave yourselves.

    5 “Gather my saints together to me,

    those who have made a covenant with me by sacrifice.”

    Mark, Luke, Matthew, over here on my right hand side.  George and Fred, you failed.  Not even burnt baby lambs guys.  It’s hell for you guys.  Bwahahahahaha!

    6 The heavens shall declare his righteousness,

    for God himself is judge.

    Selah.

    Prosecutor and Executioner as well it seems.

    7 “Hear, my people, and I will speak;

    Israel, and I will testify against you.

    I am God, your God.

    Why only against?

    8 I don’t rebuke you for your sacrifices.

    Your burnt offerings are continually before me.

    Stinks doesn’t it!

    9 I have no need for a bull from your stall,

    nor male goats from your pens.

    Female goats you have use for?  Oooooh, do tell!!  :)

    10 For every animal of the forest is mine,

    and the livestock on a thousand hills.

    11 I know all the birds of the mountains.

    The wild animals of the field are mine.

    12 If I were hungry, I would not tell you,

    for the world is mine, and all that is in it.

    Do you hunger?  I’d consider that a failing for a deity.

    13 Will I eat the flesh of bulls,

    or drink the blood of goats?

    14 Offer to God the sacrifice of thanksgiving.

    Pay your vows to the Most High.

    15 Call on me in the day of trouble.

    I will deliver you, and you will honor me.”

    Yeah right.  You just keep on believing that.  Silly deity!

    16 But to the wicked God says,

    “What right do you have to declare my statutes,

    that you have taken my covenant on your lips,

    17 since you hate instruction,

    and throw my words behind you?

    I use them to wipe my <insert orifice of choice here>.

    18 When you saw a thief, you consented with him

    Nope.

    and have participated with adulterers.

    Yep, fun too.

    19 “You give your mouth to evil.

    Your tongue frames deceit.

    20 You sit and speak against your brother.

    You slander your own mother’s son.

    Yeah, he’s a dick, just like you.  Except that he’s real.

    21 You have done these things, and I kept silent.

    You thought that I was just like you.

    You’ve always been silent.

    I will rebuke you, and accuse you in front of your eyes.

    Bring it on dude.  I’m waiting.

    22 “Now consider this, you who forget God,

    lest I tear you into pieces, and there be no one to deliver.

    Rip away fella.  I’m here.  Just sitting and waiting.  <thumb twiddle>  <rolls eyes>

    23 Whoever offers the sacrifice of thanksgiving glorifies me,

    Glorifies a delusion and debases themselves.

    and prepares his way so that I will show God’s salvation to him.”

    All in their mind.  At least the part that is left after the rest rotted away from non use.

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  • DistroMan 20:00 on December 23, 2011 Permalink
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    Psalm 49: Oh look, pigs flying south for the winter!!! 

    Psalms Part 49 of 150

    For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by the sons of Korah.

    1 Hear this, all you peoples.

    Listen, all you inhabitants of the world,

    Don’t think for yourselves, just listen to us.

    2 both low and high,

    rich and poor together.

    We don’t care who we screw up and screw over.  We’ll take it from everyone.  No favouritism here folks.

    3 My mouth will speak words of wisdom.

    My heart shall utter understanding.

    You keep telling yourself that.

    4 I will incline my ear to a proverb.

    I will open my riddle on the harp.

    5 Why should I fear in the days of evil,

    when iniquity at my heels surrounds me?

    6 Those who trust in their wealth,

    and boast in the multitude of their riches—

    7 none of them can by any means redeem his brother,

    nor give God a ransom for him.

    You’re right.  Nobody can do it for someone else.  So what the hell makes you think Jesus dying on a cross (which probably never happened), can save you?

    8 For the redemption of their life is costly,

    no payment is ever enough,

    9 That he should live on forever,

    that he should not see corruption.

    Nobody lives forever.  We’ve been over this before.

    10 For he sees that wise men die;

    likewise the fool and the senseless perish,

    and leave their wealth to others.

    Your point being?

    11 Their inward thought is that their houses will endure forever,

    and their dwelling places to all generations.

    They name their lands after themselves.

    12 But man, despite his riches, doesn’t endure.

    He is like the animals that perish.

    13 This is the destiny of those who are foolish,

    and of those who approve their sayings.

    Selah.

    So why is religion peddling this idiotic afterlife crap then?

    14 They are appointed as a flock for Sheol.

    Death shall be their shepherd.

    The upright shall have dominion over them in the morning.

    Their beauty shall decay in Sheol,

    far from their mansion.

    Dead.  Decaying.  What else would you expect?  A fricking hair salon?

    15 But God will redeem my soul from the power of Sheol,

    for he will receive me.

    Selah.

    Oh look, pigs flying south for the winter!!!

    16 Don’t be afraid when a man is made rich,

    when the glory of his house is increased.

    17 For when he dies he shall carry nothing away.

    His glory shall not descend after him.

    That’s right.  Nothing goes with him, because nothing goes anywhere.  Dead remember?

    18 Though while he lived he blessed his soul—

    and men praise you when you do well for yourself—

    And while that is happening, priests try to get you to give them all you have in the name of God/Yahweh.  Parasites.

    19 he shall go to the generation of his fathers.

    They shall never see the light.

    20 A man who has riches without understanding,

    is like the animals that perish.

    A dead man is an animal that has perished.  Stupid book.

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  • DistroMan 20:00 on December 22, 2011 Permalink
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    Psalm 48: Hello, I’m God. I collect souls. Oh, towers as well. I like towers. 

    Psalms Part 48 of 150

    A Song. A Psalm by the sons of Korah.

    1 Great is Yahweh, and greatly to be praised,

    in the city of our God, in his holy mountain.

    Praise him wherever you like; it won’t do you any good talking to imaginary friends.

    2 Beautiful in elevation, the joy of the whole earth,

    is Mount Zion, on the north sides,

    the city of the great King.

    So?

    3 God has shown himself in her citadels as a refuge.

    God has never shown himself.

    4 For, behold, the kings assembled themselves,

    they passed by together.

    5 They saw it, then they were amazed.

    They were dismayed.

    They hurried away.

    Scared little rabbits running away from the bogeyman!

    6 Trembling took hold of them there,

    pain, as of a woman in travail.

    No, if they were trembling, it was as of a man in travail.

    7 With the east wind, you break the ships of Tarshish.

    Murder.  Why?

    8 As we have heard, so we have seen,

    in the city of Yahweh of Armies, in the city of our God.

    God will establish it forever.

    Selah.

    Why does God need an army?

    9 We have thought about your loving kindness, God,

    in the midst of your temple.

    10 As is your name, God,

    so is your praise to the ends of the earth.

    Your right hand is full of righteousness.

    No, it’s full of shit.  Like you.

    11 Let Mount Zion be glad!

    Let the daughters of Judah rejoice,

    Because of your judgments.

    No women should rejoice in anything God does.  He hates women and persecutes them.  Read the damn book.

    12 Walk about Zion, and go around her.

    Number its towers.

    Why?  Do 14 towers make God more praiseworthy than 13 towers?

    13 Mark well her bulwarks.

    Consider her palaces,

    that you may tell it to the next generation.

    Why?

    14 For this God is our God forever and ever.

    He will be our guide even to death.

    Certainly death.  He kills you all.  Nobody gets out of that.

    << Psalm 47      Index      Psalm 49 >>

     

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