Bible Verses About Persecution

and enmity I put between thee and the woman, and between thy seed and her seed; he doth bruise thee--the head, and thou dost bruise him--the heel.'

And there riseth a new king over Egypt, who hath not known Joseph,

and he saith unto his people, `Lo, the people of the sons of Israel is more numerous and mighty than we;

give help! let us act wisely concerning it, lest it multiply, and it hath come to pass, when war happeneth, that it hath been joined, even it, unto those hating us, and hath fought against us, and hath gone out up of the land.'

And they set over it princes of tribute, so as to afflict it with their burdens, and it buildeth store-cities for Pharaoh, Pithom and Raamses;

and as they afflict it, so it multiplieth, and so it breaketh forth, and they are vexed because of the sons of Israel;

and the Egyptians cause the sons of Israel to serve with rigour,

and make their lives bitter in hard service, in clay, and in brick, and in every kind of service in the field; all their service in which they have served is with rigour.

and he saith, `Why is this--my lord is pursuing after his servant? for what have I done, and what is in my hand evil?

and Jezebel sendeth a messenger unto Elijah, saying, `Thus doth the gods, and thus do they add, surely about this time to-morrow, I make thy life as the life of one of them.'

and thou hast said, Thus said the king, Place ye this one in the house of restraint, and cause him to eat bread of oppression, and water of oppression, till my coming in peace.'

Why have nations tumultuously assembled? And do peoples meditate vanity?

Station themselves do kings of the earth, And princes have been united together, Against Jehovah, and against His Messiah:

`Let us draw off Their cords, And cast from us Their thick bands.'

He who is sitting in the heavens doth laugh, The Lord doth mock at them.

Then doth He speak unto them in His anger, And in His wrath He doth trouble them:

`The Erring One,' by David, that he sung to Jehovah concerning the words of Cush a Benjamite. O Jehovah, my God, in Thee I have trusted, Save me from all my pursuers, and deliver me.

Yea, for him He hath prepared Instruments of death, His arrows for burning pursuers He maketh.

Through the pride of the wicked, Is the poor inflamed, They are caught in devices that they devised.

Lest mine enemy say, `I overcame him,' Mine adversaries joy when I am moved.

To the Overseer, on `The Hind of the Morning.' --A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why hast Thou forsaken me? Far from my salvation, The words of my roaring?

My God, I call by day, and Thou answerest not, And by night, and there is no silence to me.

And I am a worm, and no man, A reproach of man, and despised of the people.

All beholding me do mock at me, They make free with the lip--shake the head,

`Roll unto Jehovah, He doth deliver him, He doth deliver him, for he delighted in him.'