Psalms 109:22
For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
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I go hence like ye shadowe that departeth, and am dryuen awaye as ye greshoppers.
Because I am poore and needie, and mine heart is wounded within me.
Deliuer me, for truely I am afflicted: and I am poore, and my heart is wounded within me.
For I [am] poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
For I am poor and needy. My heart is wounded within me.
For I `am' poor and needy, And my heart hath been pierced in my midst.
For I am poor and needy, And my heart is wounded within me.
For I am poor and needy, And my heart is wounded within me.
For I am poor and in need, and my heart is wounded in me.
for I am poor and needy. My heart is wounded within me.
For I am oppressed and needy, and my heart beats violently within me.
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8 For my loins are filled with burning, and there is no health in my body.
9 I am feeble and crushed; I groan because of the anguish of my heart.
10 O Lord, all my desires are before you, and my sighing is not hidden from you.
17 Let all who seek You rejoice and be glad in You. May those who love Your salvation always say, 'The LORD be magnified!'
16 Turn to me and be gracious to me, for I am lonely and afflicted.
17 The troubles of my heart have multiplied; deliver me from my distresses.
9 You have not handed me over to the enemy, but you have set my feet in a spacious place.
10 Be gracious to me, O LORD, for I am in distress. My eyes grow weak with sorrow, as do my soul and my body.
21 But You, Lord my God, act on my behalf for the sake of Your name; because Your steadfast love is good, deliver me.
1 A prayer of David. Incline Your ear, O Lord, and answer me, for I am poor and needy.
5 Let all who seek you rejoice and be glad in you. Let those who love your salvation always declare, "God is great!"
14 They open their mouths against me, like a lion ripping and roaring.
15 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed. My heart is like wax; it melts within me.
16 My strength is dried up like a broken piece of pottery, and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth; you lay me in the dust of death.
4 My spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart is appalled inside me.
16 Because he did not remember to show kindness but pursued the poor and needy and brokenhearted to their death.
20 See, LORD, how distressed I am! I am in anguish within, my heart is overturned because I have been very rebellious. Outside, the sword bereaves; inside, there is only death.
29 Let them be blotted out of the book of life, and not be recorded with the righteous.
2 LORD, do not rebuke me in Your anger, nor discipline me in Your wrath.
22 Let all their wickedness come before you; deal with them as you have dealt with me because of all my sins. My groans are many, and my heart is faint.
26 Help me, Lord my God; save me according to Your steadfast love.
6 My wounds are foul and festering because of my foolishness.
23 I am fading away like a shadow at sunset; I am shaken off like a locust.
24 My knees are weak from fasting, and my body has grown thin and gaunt.
4 For my days vanish like smoke, and my bones are burned like a hearth.
5 My heart is afflicted and withered like grass, for I forget to eat my food.
22 Blessed be the LORD, for he has shown his wondrous love to me in a fortified city.
4 From the voice of the enemy, and from the oppression of the wicked—for they bring down trouble on me and in their anger they hate me.
21 When my heart was embittered and my spirit was pierced within me,
20 You know my reproach, my shame, and my disgrace; all my adversaries are before you.
25 Have I not wept for those in trouble? Has not my soul grieved for the needy?
17 For I said, "Lest they rejoice over me; when my foot slips, they magnify themselves against me."
10 All my bones will say, 'Lord, who is like You? You rescue the afflicted from those too strong for them, the poor and needy from their oppressors.'
3 I am sinking in deep mire where there is no foothold. I have come into deep waters, and the current has overwhelmed me.
19 Woe to me because of my brokenness! My wound is incurable. Yet I said, 'This is my suffering, and I must endure it.'
6 I cry to You, LORD; I say, 'You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.'
12 LORD, do not withhold Your mercy from me; may Your love and truth always protect me.
19 They divide my garments among them and cast lots for my clothing.
13 For he who avenges blood remembers them; he does not ignore the cries of the afflicted.
1 For the director, to the tune of 'The Doe of the Morning,' a psalm of David.
1 To the chief musician: Do not destroy. A miktam of David, when he fled from Saul into the cave.
107 I am severely afflicted; LORD, give me life according to Your word.
4 The LORD will sustain him on his sickbed and restore him from his illness.
11 From birth I was cast upon you; from my mother’s womb, you have been my God.
10 What profit is there in my blood, if I go down to the pit? Will the dust praise You? Will it declare Your faithfulness?
4 When my spirit grows faint within me, You know my path. In the way where I walk, they have hidden a trap for me.
17 Answer me, LORD, because your steadfast love is good; in your abundant compassion, turn to me.
10 I am mute; I will not open my mouth because You have done this.
16 And now my soul is poured out within me; days of suffering seize hold of me.
12 Because I rescued the poor who cried for help, and the orphan who had no helper.