You are my king and my God; you give victory to your people,

It is like the dew on Mount Hermon, falling on the hills of Zion. That is where the LORD has promised his blessing--- life that never ends.

The LORD will bless the land in the sixth year so that it will produce enough food for two years.

"The LORD your God will bless your work and fill your barns with grain. He will bless you in the land that he is giving you.

"Oh no, sir," answered the officer. "I do not deserve to have you come into my house. Just give the order, and my servant will get well.

You are my hiding place; you will save me from trouble. I sing aloud of your salvation, because you protect me.

As I lie in bed, I remember you; all night long I think of you,

Let God's people rejoice in their triumph and sing joyfully all night long.

But they don't turn to God, their Creator, who gives them hope in their darkest hours.

But you, God's people, will be happy and sing as you do on the night of a sacred festival. You will be as happy as those who walk to the music of flutes on their way to the Temple of the LORD, the defender of Israel.

About midnight Paul and Silas were praying and singing hymns to God, and the other prisoners were listening to them.

The LORD is my light and my salvation; I will fear no one. The LORD protects me from all danger; I will never be afraid.

For you have died, and your life is hidden with Christ in God.