Psalm 118:16

Verse 16 of 29. The 118th of 150 chapters in Psalms, in Poetry and Wisdom.

12They compassed me about like bees; they are quenched as the fire of thorns: for in the name of the Lord I will destroy them.

13Thou hast thrust sore at me that I might fall: but the Lord helped me.

14The Lord is my strength and song, and is become my salvation.

15The voice of rejoicing and salvation is in the tabernacles of the righteous: the right hand of the Lord doeth valiantly.

16The right hand of the Lord is exalted: the right hand of the Lord doeth valiantly.

17I shall not die, but live, and declare the works of the Lord.

18The Lord hath chastened me sore: but he hath not given me over unto death.

19Open to me the gates of righteousness: I will go into them, and I will praise the Lord:

20This gate of the Lord, into which the righteous shall enter.

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