诗篇 74
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1A maskil of Asaph.Why, O God, do You forever reject us,do You fume in anger at the flock that You tend?
2Remember the community You made Yours long ago,Your very own tribe that You redeemed,Mount Zion, where You dwell.
3Bestir Yourself because of the perpetual tumult, all the outrages of the enemy in the sanctuary.
4Your foes roar inside Your meeting-place;they take their signs for true signs.
5It is like those who wield axesagainst a gnarled tree;
6with hatchet and pikethey hacked away at its carved work.
7They made Your sanctuary go up in flames;they brought low in dishonor the dwelling-place of Your presence.
8They resolved, “Let us destroy them altogether!”They burned all God’s tabernacles in the land.
9No signs appear for us;there is no longer any prophet;no one among us knows for how long.
10Till when, O God, will the foe blaspheme,will the enemy forever revile Your name?
11Why do You hold back Your hand, Your right hand?Draw it out of Your bosom!
12O God, my Sovereign from of old,who brings deliverance throughout the land;
13it was You who drove back the sea with Your might,who smashed the heads of the monsters in the waters;
14it was You who crushed the heads of Leviathan,who left it as food for the denizens of the desert;
15it was You who released springs and torrents,who made mighty rivers run dry;
16the day is Yours, the night also;it was You who set in place the orb of the sun;
17You fixed all the boundaries of the earth;summer and winter—You made them.
18Be mindful of how the enemy blasphemes GOD,how base people revile Your name.
19Do not deliver Your dove to the wild beast;do not ignore forever the band of Your lowly ones.
20Look to the covenant!For the dark places of the land are full of the haunts of lawlessness.
21Let not the downtrodden turn away disappointed;let the poor and needy praise Your name.
22Rise, O God, champion Your cause;be mindful that You are blasphemed by scoundrels all day long.
23Do not ignore the shouts of Your foes,the din of Your adversaries that ascends all the time.
WEBREATH · 11:11
「愿凡有气息的都赞美雅」 — 诗篇 150:6
呼吸为所有人共有:每个人都靠它而活,无论他是谁,无论他信仰什么。每天当地时间 11:11,人们停下六十秒,呼吸,并为呼吸感谢神——各用自己的话,各在自己心中。在这一分钟里,我们是同一次呼吸。
WEBREATH — 当地时间 11:11 的一分钟——我们是同一次呼吸