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When he saw the crowds, he had compassion on them because they were confused and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd.
When we were utterly helpless, Christ came at just the right time and died for us sinners.
She glorified herself and lived in luxury, so match it now with torment and sorrow. She boasted in her heart, ‘I am queen on my throne. I am no helpless widow, and I have no reason to mourn.’
Do not rebel against the LORD, and don’t be afraid of the people of the land. They are only helpless prey to us! They have no protection, but the LORD is with us! Don’t be afraid of them!”
We belong to the same family as those who are wealthy, and our children are just like theirs. Yet we must sell our children into slavery just to get enough money to live. We have already sold some of our daughters, and we are helpless to do anything about it, for our fields and vineyards are already mortgaged to others.”
No, I am utterly helpless, without any chance of success.
For he who avenges murder cares for the helpless. He does not ignore the cries of those who suffer.
They lurk in ambush in the villages, waiting to murder innocent people. They are always searching for helpless victims.
Like lions crouched in hiding, they wait to pounce on the helpless. Like hunters they capture the helpless and drag them away in nets.
Their helpless victims are crushed; they fall beneath the strength of the wicked.
Arise, O LORD! Punish the wicked, O God! Do not ignore the helpless!
But you see the trouble and grief they cause. You take note of it and punish them. The helpless put their trust in you. You defend the orphans.
LORD, you know the hopes of the helpless. Surely you will hear their cries and comfort them.
The LORD replies, “I have seen violence done to the helpless, and I have heard the groans of the poor. Now I will rise up to rescue them, as they have longed for me to do.”
I will boast only in the LORD; let all who are helpless take heart.
With every bone in my body I will praise him: “LORD, who can compare with you? Who else rescues the helpless from the strong? Who else protects the helpless and poor from those who rob them?”
Rescue the poor and helpless; deliver them from the grasp of evil people.
I have been sick and close to death since my youth. I stand helpless and desperate before your terrors.
Yes, speak up for the poor and helpless, and see that they get justice. A Wife of Noble Character
Again, I observed all the oppression that takes place under the sun. I saw the tears of the oppressed, with no one to comfort them. The oppressors have great power, and their victims are helpless.
Beautiful Jerusalem stands abandoned like a watchman’s shelter in a vineyard, like a lean-to in a cucumber field after the harvest, like a helpless city under siege.
The attacking armies will shoot down the young men with arrows. They will have no mercy on helpless babies and will show no compassion for children.”
The people of Heshbon and Elealeh will cry out; their voices will be heard as far away as Jahaz! The bravest warriors of Moab will cry out in utter terror. They will be helpless with fear.
There is nothing Egypt can do. All are helpless — the head and the tail, the noble palm branch and the lowly reed.
The people of Israel will no longer say, “We are sick and helpless,” for the LORD will forgive their sins.
For your children have fainted and lie in the streets, helpless as antelopes caught in a net. The LORD has poured out his fury; God has rebuked them.
Their gods are like helpless scarecrows in a cucumber field! They cannot speak, and they need to be carried because they cannot walk. Do not be afraid of such gods, for they can neither harm you nor do you any good.”
Are you also confused? Is our champion helpless to save us? You are right here among us, LORD. We are known as your people. Please don’t abandon us now!”
Hear the clatter of stallions’ hooves and the rumble of wheels as the chariots rush by. Terrified fathers run madly, without a backward glance at their helpless children.
“He wove my sins into ropes to hitch me to a yoke of captivity. The Lord sapped my strength and turned me over to my enemies; I am helpless in their hands.
He has dragged me off the path and torn me in pieces, leaving me helpless and devastated.
The king and the prince will stand helpless, weeping in despair, and the people’s hands will tremble with fear. I will bring on them the evil they have done to others, and they will receive the punishment they so richly deserve. Then they will know that I am the LORD.”
oppresses the poor and helpless, steals from debtors by refusing to let them redeem their security, worships idols, commits detestable sins,
“Your eternal hatred for the people of Israel led you to butcher them when they were helpless, when I had already punished them for all their sins.
I will knock the bow from your left hand and the arrows from your right hand, and I will leave you helpless.
The goat charged furiously at the ram and struck him, breaking off both his horns. Now the ram was helpless, and the goat knocked him down and trampled him. No one could rescue the ram from the goat’s power.
They trample helpless people in the dust and shove the oppressed out of the way. Both father and son sleep with the same woman, corrupting my holy name.
You can’t wait for the Sabbath day to be over and the religious festivals to end so you can get back to cheating the helpless. You measure out grain with dishonest measures and cheat the buyer with dishonest scales.
Your troops will be as weak and helpless as women. The gates of your land will be opened wide to the enemy and set on fire and burned.
Suddenly, your debtors will take action. They will turn on you and take all you have, while you stand trembling and helpless.
And I will deal severely with all who have oppressed you. I will save the weak and helpless ones; I will bring together those who were chased away. I will give glory and fame to my former exiles, wherever they have been mocked and shamed.
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