Lamentations 3:8
Even when I send up a cry for help, he keeps my prayer shut out.
Even when I send up a cry for help, he keeps my prayer shut out.
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9He has put up a wall of cut stones about my ways, he has made my roads twisted.
5He has put up a wall against me, shutting me in with bitter sorrow.
6He has kept me in dark places, like those who have been long dead.
7He has put a wall round me, so that I am not able to go out; he has made great the weight of my chain.
6Be certain that it is God who has done me wrong, and has taken me in his net.
7Truly, I make an outcry against the violent man, but there is no answer: I give a cry for help, but no one takes up my cause.
8My way is walled up by him so that I may not go by: he has made my roads dark.
9He has put off my glory from me, and taken the crown from my head.
11By him my ways have been turned on one side and I have been pulled in bits; he has made me waste.
8You have sent my friends far away from me; you have made me a disgusting thing in their eyes: I am shut up, and not able to come out.
9My eyes are wasting away because of my trouble: Lord, my cry has gone up to you every day, my hands are stretched out to you.
19Truly God has made me low, even to the earth, and I have become like dust.
20You give no answer to my cry, and take no note of my prayer.
22And as for me, I said in my fear, I am cut off from before your eyes; but you gave ear to the voice of my prayer, when my cry went up to you.
8My voice went up to you, O Lord; I made my prayer to the Lord.
56My voice came to you; let not your ear be shut to my breathing, to my cry.
1<A Psalm. Of David.> Lord, I have made my cry to you; come to me quickly; give ear to my voice, when it goes up to you.
1<A Prayer of the man who is in trouble, when he is overcome, and puts his grief before the Lord.> Give ear to my prayer, O Lord, and let my cry come to you.
3When my spirit is overcome, your eyes are on my goings; nets have been secretly placed in the way in which I go.
1<To the chief music-maker. After Jeduthun. Of Asaph. A Psalm.> I was crying to God with my voice; even to God with my voice, and he gave ear to me.
2By him I have been made to go in the dark where there is no light.
3Truly against me his hand has been turned again and again all the day.
1<Of David.> My cry goes up to you, O Lord, my Rock; do not keep back your answer from me, so that I may not become like those who go down into the underworld.
2Give ear to the voice of my prayer, when I am crying to you, when my hands are lifted up to your holy place.
2O my God, I make my cry in the day, and you give no answer; and in the night, and have no rest.
53They have put an end to my life in the prison, stoning me with stones.
9Will his cry come to the ears of God when he is in trouble?
24In place of my food I have grief, and cries of sorrow come from me like water.
10Ordering a fixed limit for it, with locks and doors;
17In the evening and in the morning and in the middle of the day I will make my prayer with sounds of grief; and my voice will come to his ears.
3When I kept my mouth shut, my bones were wasted, because of my crying all through the day.
6In my trouble my voice went up to the Lord, and my cry to my God: my voice came to his hearing in his holy Temple, and my prayer came before him, even into his ears.
12Let my prayer come to your ears, O Lord, and give attention to my cry, make an answer to my weeping: for my time here is short before you, and in a little time I will be gone, like all my fathers.
28I go about in dark clothing, uncomforted; I get up in the public place, crying out for help.
1<To the chief music-maker. On a corded instrument. Of David.> Let my cry come to you, O God; let your ears be open to my prayer.
18He would not let me take my breath, but I would be full of bitter grief.
2Let my prayer come before you; give ear to my cry:
1<To the chief music-maker on corded instruments. A Psalm. Of David.> Give answer to my cry, O God of my righteousness; make me free from my troubles; have mercy on me, and give ear to my prayer.
20My friends make sport of me; to God my eyes are weeping,
1<A Song of the going up.> In my trouble my cry went up to the Lord, and he gave me an answer.
16By him my teeth have been broken with crushed stones, and I am bent low in the dust.
9I will say to God my Rock, Why have you let me go from your memory? why do I go in sorrow because of the attacks of my haters?
11So I will not keep my mouth shut; I will let the words come from it in the pain of my spirit, my soul will make a bitter outcry.
11He puts chains on my feet; he is watching all my ways.
9The Lord has given ear to my request; the Lord has let my prayer come before him.
13But to you did I send up my cry, O Lord; in the morning my prayer came before you.
14Lord, why have you sent away my soul? why is your face covered from me?
17For I am overcome by the dark, and by the black night which is covering my face.
19But truly God's ear has been open; he has give attention to the voice of my prayer.
44Covering yourself with a cloud, so that prayer may not get through.