May he remember all your offerings and regard with favor your burnt sacrifices! Selah

All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn to the Lord, and all the families of the nations shall worship before you.

Remember your mercy, O Lord, and your steadfast love, for they have been from of old.

Remember not the sins of my youth or my transgressions; according to your steadfast love remember me, for the sake of your goodness, O Lord!

These things I remember, as I pour out my soul: how I would go with the throng and lead them in procession to the house of God with glad shouts and songs of praise, a multitude keeping festival.

and my God. My soul is cast down within me; therefore I remember you from the land of Jordan and of Hermon, from Mount Mizar.

I will cause your name to be remembered in all generations; therefore nations will praise you forever and ever.

when I remember you upon my bed, and meditate on you in the watches of the night;

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.

Remember this, O Lord, how the enemy scoffs, and a foolish people reviles your name.

Arise, O God, defend your cause; remember how the foolish scoff at you all the day!

When I remember God, I moan; when I meditate, my spirit faints. Selah

I said, “Let me remember my song in the night; let me meditate in my heart.” Then my spirit made a diligent search:

I will remember the deeds of the Lord; yes, I will remember your wonders of old.

They remembered that God was their rock, the Most High God their redeemer.

He remembered that they were but flesh, a wind that passes and comes not again.

They did not remember his power or the day when he redeemed them from the foe,

Do not remember against us our former iniquities; let your compassion come speedily to meet us, for we are brought very low.

They say, “Come, let us wipe them out as a nation; let the name of Israel be remembered no more!”

like one set loose among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, like those whom you remember no more, for they are cut off from your hand.

Remember how short my time is! For what vanity you have created all the children of man!

Remember, O Lord, how your servants are mocked, and how I bear in my heart the insults of all the many nations,

He has remembered his steadfast love and faithfulness to the house of Israel. All the ends of the earth have seen the salvation of our God.

But you, O Lord, are enthroned forever; you are remembered throughout all generations.

For he knows our frame; he remembers that we are dust.