Theodoret of Cyrus
Nicene & Post-Nicene · AD 325–500 · 1,374 passages across 50 books
On Psalms
Thou madest him to have dominion over the works of thy hands; thou hast put all things under his feet:
To the chief Musician upon Muthlabben, A Psalm of David. I will praise thee, O LORD, with my whole heart; I will shew forth all thy marvellous works.
O thou enemy, destructions are come to a perpetual end: and thou hast destroyed cities; their memorial is perished with them.
Sing praises to the LORD, which dwelleth in Zion: declare among the people his doings.
The wicked, through the pride of his countenance, will not seek after God: God is not in all his thoughts.
Thou hast seen it; for thou beholdest mischief and spite, to requite it with thy hand: the poor committeth himself unto thee; thou art the helper of the fatherless.
The LORD is in his holy temple, the LORD'S throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.
They speak vanity every one with his neighbour: with flattering lips and with a double heart do they speak.
Who have said, With our tongue will we prevail; our lips are our own: who is lord over us?
Thou shalt keep them, O LORD, thou shalt preserve them from this generation for ever.
Consider and hear me, O LORD my God: lighten mine eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death;
But I have trusted in thy mercy; my heart shall rejoice in thy salvation.
To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. The fool hath said in his heart, There is no God. They are corrupt, they have done abominable works, there is none that doeth good.
A Psalm of David. LORD, who shall abide in thy tabernacle? who shall dwell in thy holy hill?
He that walketh uprightly, and worketh righteousness, and speaketh the truth in his heart.
Michtam of David. Preserve me, O God: for in thee do I put my trust.
O my soul, thou hast said unto the LORD, Thou art my Lord: my goodness extendeth not to thee;
For thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy One to see corruption.
Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.