Psalms 31:9
Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am in trouble; my eyes are wasted with grief, I am wasted in soul and body.
Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am in trouble; my eyes are wasted with grief, I am wasted in soul and body.
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10 My life goes on in sorrow, and my years in weeping; my strength is almost gone because of my sin, and my bones are wasted away.
7 My eyes are wasting away with trouble; they are becoming old because of all those who are against me.
20 See, O Lord, for I am in trouble; the inmost parts of my body are deeply moved; my heart is turned in me; for I have been uncontrolled: outside the children are put to the sword, and in the house there is death.
16 Be turned to me, and have mercy on me; for I am troubled and have no helper.
17 The troubles of my heart are increased: O take me out of my sorrows.
2 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am wasted away: make me well, for even my bones are troubled.
3 My soul is in bitter trouble; and you, O Lord, how long?
4 Come back, O Lord, make my soul free; O give me salvation because of your mercy.
7 I will be glad and have delight in your mercy; because you have seen my trouble; you have had pity on my soul in its sorrows;
13 Have mercy on me, O Lord, and see how I am troubled by my haters; let me be lifted up from the doors of death;
7 My eyes have become dark because of my pain, and all my body is wasted to a shade.
8 I am feeble and crushed down; I gave a cry like a lion because of the grief in my heart.
9 Lord, all my desire is before you; my sorrow is not kept secret from you.
10 My heart goes out in pain, my strength is wasting away; as for the light of my eyes, it is gone from me.
22 For I am poor and in need, and my heart is wounded in me.
16 But now my soul is turned to water in me, days of trouble overtake me:
4 I said, Lord, have mercy on me; make my soul well, because my faith is in you.
9 My 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.
82 My eyes are full of weariness with searching for your word, saying, When will you give me comfort?
3 The evil man has gone after my soul; my life is crushed down to the earth: he has put me in the dark, like those who have long been dead.
4 Because of this my spirit is overcome; and my heart is full of fear.
3 I am tired with my crying; my throat is burning: my eyes are wasted with waiting for my God.
8 But my eyes are turned to you, O Lord God: my hope is in you; let not my soul be given up to death.
16 My face is red with weeping, and my eyes are becoming dark;
22 Let all their evil-doing come before you; do to them as you have done to me for all my sins: for loud is the sound of my grief, and the strength of my heart is gone.
10 Give ear to me, O Lord, and have mercy on me: Lord, be my helper.
21 My heart was made bitter, and I was pained by the bite of grief:
22 And 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.
123 My eyes are wasted with desire for your salvation, and for the word of your righteousness.
26 Give me help, O Lord my God; in your mercy be my saviour;
3 For my soul is full of evils, and my life has come near to the underworld.
16 For these things I am weeping; my eye is streaming with water; because the comforter who might give me new life is far from me: my children are made waste, because the hater is strong.
11 Breathing out grief all her people are looking for bread; they have given their desired things for food to give them life: see, O Lord, and take note; for she has become a thing of shame.
1 <To the chief music-maker; put to Al-tashheth. Michtam. Of David. When he went in flight from Saul, in the hole of the rock.> Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me; for the hope of my soul is in you: I will keep myself safely under the shade of your wings, till these troubles are past.
11 Give me life, O Lord, because of your name; in your righteousness take my soul out of trouble.
3 Let my voice come before you, and give me an answer, O Lord my God; let your light be shining on me, so that the sleep of death may not overtake me;
3 The nets of death were round me, and the pains of the underworld had me in their grip; I was full of trouble and sorrow.
28 My soul is wasted with sorrow; give me strength again in keeping with your word
17 My feet are near to falling, and my sorrow is ever before me.
12 For unnumbered evils are round about me; my sins have overtaken me, so that I am bent down with their weight; they are more than the hairs of my head, my strength is gone because of them.
51 The Lord is unkind to my soul, more than all the daughters of my town.
6 I am troubled, I am made low; I go weeping all the day.
4 My heart is deeply wounded, and the fear of death has come on me.
10 No longer let your hand be hard on me; I am wasted by the blows of your hand.
3 Have mercy on us, O Lord, have mercy on us: for all men are looking down on us.
7 Be quick in answering me, O Lord, for the strength of my spirit is gone: let me see your face, so that I may not be like those who go down into the underworld.
14 I am flowing away like water, and all my bones are out of place: my heart is like wax, it has become soft in my body.
13 Let your wrath be turned away from me, so that I may be comforted, before I go away from here, and become nothing.
19 Sorrow is mine for I am wounded! my wound may not be made well; and I said, Cruel is my disease, I may not be free from it.
18 Sorrow has come on me! my heart in me is feeble.