Not like these is he who is the portion of Jacob, for he is the one who formed all things, and Israel is the tribe of his inheritance; the Lord of hosts is his name.
But the Lord's portion is his people, Jacob his allotted heritage.
You show steadfast love to thousands, but you repay the guilt of fathers to their children after them, O great and mighty God, whose name is the Lord of hosts,
Thus says the Lord, who gives the sun for light by day and the fixed order of the moon and the stars for light by night, who stirs up the sea so that its waves roar— the Lord of hosts is his name:
The Lord is my portion; I promise to keep your words.
Remember your congregation, which you have purchased of old, which you have redeemed to be the tribe of your heritage! Remember Mount Zion, where you have dwelt.
“The Lord is my portion,” says my soul, “therefore I will hope in him.”
Not like these is he who is the portion of Jacob, for he is the one who formed all things, and Israel is the tribe of his inheritance; the Lord of hosts is his name.
It is he who made the earth by his power, who established the world by his wisdom, and by his understanding stretched out the heavens.
Their Redeemer is strong; the Lord of hosts is his name. He will surely plead their cause, that he may give rest to the earth, but unrest to the inhabitants of Babylon.
I form light and create darkness; I make well-being and create calamity; I am the Lord, who does all these things.
For the Lord has chosen Jacob for himself, Israel as his own possession.
My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.
Now therefore, if you will indeed obey my voice and keep my covenant, you shall be my treasured possession among all peoples, for all the earth is mine;
For your Maker is your husband, the Lord of hosts is his name; and the Holy One of Israel is your Redeemer, the God of the whole earth he is called.
I am the Lord your God, who stirs up the sea so that its waves roar— the Lord of hosts is his name.
I was angry with my people; I profaned my heritage; I gave them into your hand; you showed them no mercy; on the aged you made your yoke exceedingly heavy.
Our Redeemer—the Lord of hosts is his name— is the Holy One of Israel.
The Lord has made everything for its purpose, even the wicked for the day of trouble.
I cry to you, O Lord; I say, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”
The Lord is my chosen portion and my cup; you hold my lot. The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; indeed, I have a beautiful inheritance.
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