Psalms 124:6
“Blessed be the Lord, who hath not given us as a prey to their teeth.”
Then the waters had overwhelmed us, the stream had gone over our soul:
Then the proud waters had gone over our soul.
Blessed be the Lord, who hath not given us as a prey to their teeth.
Our soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken, and we are escaped.
Our help is in the name of the Lord, who made heaven and earth.
Cross-References
“Shall the prey be taken from the mighty, or the lawful captive delivered?”
“I will speak of the glorious honour of thy majesty, and of thy wondrous works.”
“The enemy said, I will pursue, I will overtake, I will divide the spoil; my lust shall be satisfied upon them; I will draw my sword, my hand shall destroy them.”
“And my hand hath found as a nest the riches of the people: and as one gathereth eggs that are left, have I gathered all the earth; and there was none that moved the wing, or opened the mouth, or peeped.”
“By this I know that thou favourest me, because mine enemy doth not triumph over me.”