Psalms 77:2
In the day of my trouble, my heart was turned to the Lord: my hand was stretched out in the night without resting; my soul would not be comforted.
In the day of my trouble, my heart was turned to the Lord: my hand was stretched out in the night without resting; my soul would not be comforted.
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3 I will keep God in memory, with sounds of grief; my thoughts are troubled, and my spirit is overcome. (Selah.)
4 You keep my eyes from sleep; I am so troubled that no words come.
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.
2 O my God, I make my cry in the day, and you give no answer; and in the night, and have no rest.
16 But now my soul is turned to water in me, days of trouble overtake me:
17 The flesh is gone from my bones, and they give me no rest; there is no end to my pains.
3 When I kept my mouth shut, my bones were wasted, because of my crying all through the day.
4 For the weight of your hand was on me day and night; my body became dry like the earth in summer. (Selah.)
8 But the Lord will send his mercy in the daytime, and in the night his song will be with me, a prayer to the God of my life.
9 I 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?
7 I went down to the bases of the mountains; as for the earth, her walls were about me for ever: but you have taken up my life from the underworld, O Lord my God.
6 The memory of my song comes back to me in the night; my thoughts are moving in my heart; my spirit is searching with care.
1 <A Song of the going up.> In my trouble my cry went up to the Lord, and he gave me an answer.
3 My tears have been my food day and night, while they keep saying to me, Where is your God?
1 <Maschil. Of David. A prayer when he was in the hole of the rock.> The sound of my cry went up to the Lord; with my voice I made my prayer for grace to the Lord.
2 I put all my sorrows before him; and made clear to him all my trouble.
3 When my spirit is overcome, your eyes are on my goings; nets have been secretly placed in the way in which I go.
4 Looking to my right side, I saw no man who was my friend: I had no safe place; no one had any care for my soul.
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?
6 My hands are stretched out to you: my soul is turned to you, like a land in need of water. (Selah.)
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.
4 Then I made my prayer to the Lord, saying, O Lord, take my soul out of trouble.
6 The voice of my sorrow is a weariness to me; all the night I make my bed wet with weeping; it is watered by the drops flowing from my eyes.
7 In the day of my trouble I send up my cry to you; for you will give me an answer.
1 <A Song. A Psalm. Of the sons of Korah. To the chief music-maker; put to Mahalath Leannoth. Maschil. Of Heman the Ezrahite.> O Lord, God of my salvation, I have been crying to you for help by day and by night:
3 When my cry came to your ears you gave me an answer, and made me great with strength in my soul.
1 By night on my bed I was looking for him who is the love of my soul: I was looking for him, but I did not see him.
27 My feelings are strongly moved, and give me no rest; days of trouble have overtaken me.
17 In 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.
8 My voice went up to you, O Lord; I made my prayer to the Lord.
2 Let not your face be veiled from me in the day of my trouble; give ear to me, and let my cry be answered quickly.
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.
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;
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.
4 When I go to my bed, I say, When will it be time to get up? but the night is long, and I am turning from side to side till morning light.
7 In 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 to his ears.
4 I send up a cry to the Lord with my voice, and he gives me an answer from his holy hill. (Selah.)
5 I took my rest in sleep, and then again I was awake; for the Lord was my support.
3 I am tired with my crying; my throat is burning: my eyes are wasted with waiting for my God.
6 In 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.
13 When I say, In my bed I will have comfort, there I will get rest from my disease;
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.
2 O Lord my God, I sent up my cry to you, and you have made me well.
6 I am troubled, I am made low; I go weeping all the day.
8 When you said, Make search for my face, my heart said to you, For your face will I make my search.
18 Sorrow has come on me! my heart in me is feeble.
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.
17 The troubles of my heart are increased: O take me out of my sorrows.
40 This was my condition, wasted by heat in the day and by the bitter cold at night; and sleep went from my eyes.