Lexicon :: Strong's H1897 - hāḡâ

My lips will not speak unjustly,

Nor will my tongue utter deceit.

But his delight is in the law of the LORD,

And on His law [His precepts and teachings] he [habitually] meditates day and night.

Why are the [fn]nations in an [fn]uproar [in turmoil against God],

And why do the people devise a vain and hopeless plot?

And my tongue shall declare Your righteousness (justice),

And Your praise all the day long.

The mouth of the righteous proclaims wisdom,

And his tongue speaks justice and truth.

Those who seek my life lay snares for me,

And those who seek to injure me threaten mischievous things and destruction;

They devise treachery all the day long.

When I remember You on my bed,

I meditate and thoughtfully focus on You in the night watches,

My tongue also will speak of Your righteousness all day long;

For they are ashamed, for they are humiliated who seek my injury.

I will meditate on all Your works

And thoughtfully consider all Your [great and wondrous] deeds.

They have hands, but they cannot feel;

They have feet, but they cannot walk;

Nor can they make a sound with their throats.

I remember the days of old;

I meditate on all that You have done;

I ponder the work of Your hands.

“For my mouth will utter truth,

And wickedness is repulsive and loathsome to my lips.

The heart of the righteous thinks carefully about how to answer [in a wise and appropriate and timely way],

But the [babbling] mouth of the wicked pours out malevolent things.

For their minds plot violence,

And their lips talk of trouble [for the innocent].

When the people [instead of trusting God] say to you, “Consult the mediums [who try to talk to the dead] and the soothsayers who chirp and whisper and mutter,” should not a people consult their God? Should they consult the dead on behalf of the living?

Therefore Moab will wail for Moab; everyone will wail.

You will mourn for the raisin cakes of Kir-hareseth,

As those who are utterly stricken and discouraged.

For so the LORD says to me,

“As the lion or the young lion growls over his prey,

And though a large group of shepherds is called out against him

He will not be terrified at their voice nor cringe at their noise,

So the LORD of hosts will come down to wage war on Mount Zion and on its hill.”

Your mind will meditate on the terror [asking]:

“Where is he who counts?

Where is he who weighs [the tribute]?

Where is he who counts the towers?”

“Like a swallow, like a crane, so I chirp;

I coo like a dove.

My eyes look wistfully upward;

O Lord, I am oppressed, take my side and be my security.

For your hands are defiled with blood

And your fingers with wickedness [with sin, with injustice, with wrongdoing];

Your lips have spoken lies,

Your tongue mutters wickedness.

We all groan and growl like bears,

And coo sadly like doves;

We hope for justice, but there is none,

For salvation, but it is far from us.

Rebelling against and denying the LORD,

Turning away from [following] our God,

Speaking oppression and revolt,

Conceiving and muttering from the heart lying words.

“Therefore I will wail over Moab,

And I will cry out for all Moab.

I will sigh and mourn over the men of Kir-heres (Kir-hareseth).