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Psalms 56
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RBT Paraphrase
For the Victor on account of the dove of a mute one, far off ones, an imprint/etching to Beloved, within the Dual Wallowers seizing control of his eternal self within Winepress ("Gath").Favor myself mighty ones! For mortal man has gasped for myself all of Today he who fights is squeezing/pressing myself.
They eagerly gasp, obstinate ones of myself, the whole of Today for I have multitudes of fighters on high. The day I am fearing, I, myself toward yourself am trusting. Among mighty ones I am shining forth the words of himself, among mighty ones I have trusted I am not afraid of what flesh is making to myself.
The whole of Today they are fashioning my words against myself! All of the designs of themselves are into the Evil One! They are sojourning, they are concealing They, themselves are guarding/hedging the heel of myself as when they have waited for the Soul of myself!
Upon a bent one he has escaped to himself in anger mighty ones is bringing down the the peoples. My wandering one, you have recounted her, your eternal self has set her, the tear of myself, within the skin bottle of yourself! Is it not within your book?
At that time they are turning back, hated ones of myself, backwards within the Day I am summoning, this one I have perceived that mighty ones belong to myself.
Among mighty ones I am shining forth a word; within He Is I am shining forth a word! Within mighty ones I have trusted; I am not afraid of what any adam is making of myself. Against myself mighty ones are your vows; I am making whole the thanksgivings to yourself. For you have snatched out the soul of myself from death Surely the foot of myself from being thrust aside to walk myself to the faces of mighty ones within the light the Living Ones.
RBT Hebrew Literal
For the Victor upon/against/yoke dove speechless/mute remote ones to Beloved an imprint/etching within the grasping his eternal self Dual Wallowers In WinepressFavor myself mighty ones for he inhaled myself mortal man all the Day/Today bread loaf he is squeezing
they eagerly gasp obstinate ones of myself all the Day/Today for multitudes fighting ones to myself exalted place
day I am fearing myself toward yourself I am trusting
within mighty ones I am shining/praising they ordered words/his words within mighty ones I have trusted not I am fearing what/how he is making flesh to myself
all the Day/Today my word they are fashioning upon myself all designs of themselves for evil
they are sojourning they are concealing themselves my heel they are watching over as when they have hoped/waited the breath/soul of myself
upon/against/yoke bent one he has escaped to him in the nostril the peoples he is bringing down mighty ones
my wandering you have recounted her your/her eternal self he has set her the tear of myself within your skin bottle is not within your book
at that time they are turning back hated ones of mine the backside within the Day I am summoning this one I have perceived for mighty ones to myself
within mighty ones I am shining/praising has ordered-words within He Is I am shining/praising has ordered-words
within mighty ones I have trusted not I am fearing what/how he is making man to myself
upon myself mighty ones your promises/vows I am making whole/sound the thanksgivings to yourself/walk
for you have snatched out the breath/soul of myself from death is not the foot of myself from pushed/thrust aside to walk/conduct myself to the faces mighty ones in the light the Living Ones