קוּם

At the evening offering I arose up from my humiliation, even with my garment and my robe torn; and I fell on my knees, and spread out my hands to Yahweh my God;

Arise; for the matter belongs to you, and we are with you. Be courageous, and do it.”

Then Ezra arose, and made the chiefs of the priests, the Levites, and all Israel, to swear that they would do according to this word. So they swore.

Then Ezra rose up from before God’s house, and went into the room of Jehohanan the son of Eliashib. When he came there, he ate no bread, nor drank water; for he mourned because of their trespass of the captivity.

Ezra the priest stood up and said to them, “You have trespassed, and have married foreign women, to increase the guilt of Israel.

I arose in the night, I and a few men with me. I didn’t tell anyone what my God put into my heart to do for Jerusalem. There wasn’t any animal with me, except the animal that I rode on.

I told them of the hand of my God which was good on me, as also of the king’s words that he had spoken to me. They said, “Let’s rise up and build.” So they strengthened their hands for the good work.

Then I answered them, and said to them, “The God of heaven will prosper us. Therefore we, his servants, will arise and build; but you have no portion, nor right, nor memorial, in Jerusalem.”

Then Eliashib the high priest rose up with his brothers the priests, and they built the sheep gate. They sanctified it, and set up its doors. They sanctified it even to the tower of Hammeah, to the tower of Hananel.

I looked, and rose up, and said to the nobles, to the rulers, and to the rest of the people, “Don’t be afraid of them! Remember the Lord, who is great and awesome, and fight for your brothers, your sons, your daughters, your wives, and your houses.”

Then Haman went out that day joyful and glad of heart, but when Haman saw Mordecai in the king’s gate, that he didn’t stand up nor move for him, he was filled with wrath against Mordecai.

The king arose in his wrath from the banquet of wine and went into the palace garden. Haman stood up to make request for his life to Esther the queen; for he saw that there was evil determined against him by the king.

Then the king held out to Esther the golden scepter. So Esther arose, and stood before the king.

Then Job arose, and tore his robe, and shaved his head, and fell down on the ground, and worshiped.

When I lie down, I say, ‘When will I arise, and the night be gone?’ I toss and turn until the dawning of the day.

so man lies down and doesn’t rise. Until the heavens are no more, they will not awake, nor be roused out of their sleep.

Even young children despise me. If I arise, they speak against me.

The murderer rises with the light. He kills the poor and needy. In the night he is like a thief.

Yet God preserves the mighty by his power. He rises up who has no assurance of life.

Can his armies be counted? On whom does his light not arise?

The young men saw me and hid themselves. The aged rose up and stood.

On my right hand rise the rabble. They thrust aside my feet, They cast up against me their ways of destruction.

what then will I do when God rises up? When he visits, what will I answer him?

Arise, Yahweh! Save me, my God! For you have struck all of my enemies on the cheek bone. You have broken the teeth of the wicked.

Arise, Yahweh, in your anger. Lift up yourself against the rage of my adversaries. Awake for me. You have commanded judgment.

Arise, Yahweh! Don’t let man prevail. Let the nations be judged in your sight.

Arise, Yahweh! God, lift up your hand! Don’t forget the helpless.

“Because of the oppression of the weak and because of the groaning of the needy, I will now arise,” says Yahweh; “I will set him in safety from those who malign him.”

Arise, Yahweh, confront him. Cast him down. Deliver my soul from the wicked by your sword;

I will strike them through, so that they will not be able to rise. They shall fall under my feet.

For you have armed me with strength to the battle. You have subdued under me those who rose up against me.

He rescues me from my enemies. Yes, you lift me up above those who rise up against me. You deliver me from the violent man.

They are bowed down and fallen, but we rise up, and stand upright.

Though an army should encamp against me, my heart shall not fear. Though war should rise against me, even then I will be confident.

Take hold of shield and buckler, and stand up for my help.

Unrighteous witnesses rise up. They ask me about things that I don’t know about.

There the workers of iniquity are fallen. They are thrust down, and shall not be able to rise.

“An evil disease”, they say, “has afflicted him. Now that he lies he shall rise up no more.”

Through you, will we push down our adversaries. Through your name, we will tread down those who rise up against us.

Rise up to help us. Redeem us for your loving kindness’ sake.