Bible Verses About Seekers

Remember, O Lord, thy bowels of compassion; and thy mercies that are from the beginning of the world.

I have hated the assembly of the malignant; and with the wicked I will not sit.

¶ Mine eyes are ever toward the LORD; for he shall pluck my feet out of the net.

Give them according to their works, and according to the wickedness of their inventions. According to the works of their hands give thou to them: render to them their reward.

The Lord is the strength of his people, and the protector of the salvation of his anointed.

Wait on the LORD: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the LORD.

Many are the afflictions of the just; but out of them all will the Lord deliver them.

Let them be confounded and ashamed that seek after my soul. Let them be turned back and be confounded that devise evil against me.

All my bones shall say: Lord, who is like to thee? Who deliverest the poor from the hand of them that are stronger than he; the needy and the poor from them that strip him.

Unto the end, a psalm for David himself.

Blessed is he that understandeth concerning the needy and the poor: the Lord will deliver him in the evil day.

The Lord preserve him and give him life, and make him blessed upon the earth: and deliver him not up to the will of his enemies.

The Lord help him on his bed of sorrow: thou hast turned all his couch in his sickness.

A psalm for David. Judge me, O God, and distinguish my cause from the nation that is not holy: deliver me from the unjust and deceitful man.

For thou art God my strength: why hast thou cast me off? and why do I go sorrowful whilst the enemy afflicteth me?

Sent forth thy light and thy truth: they have conducted me, and brought me unto thy holy hill, and into thy tabernacles.

And I will go in to the altar of God: to God who giveth joy to my youth.

Unto the end, a psalm for David.

Hear O God, my prayer, when I make supplication to thee: deliver my soul from the fear of the enemy.

Thou hast protected me from the assembly of the malignant; from the multitude of the workers of iniquity.

For they have whetted their tongues like a sword; they have bent their bow a bitter thing,

To shoot in secret the undefiled.

They will shoot at him on a sudden, and will not fear: they are resolute in wickedness. They have talked of hiding snares; they have said: Who shall see them?

They have searched after iniquities: they have failed in their search. Man shall come to a deep heart:

And God shall be exalted. The arrows of children are their wounds: