Psalms 142:2
I cry out to the LORD with my voice; with my voice I plead for mercy to the LORD.
I cry out to the LORD with my voice; with my voice I plead for mercy to the LORD.
I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble.
I poured out my complaint before Him; I showed Him my trouble.
I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble.
When my sprete is in heuynesse, for thou knowest my path: in the waye where in I walke, haue they preuely layed a snare for me.
I powred out my meditation before him, and declared mine affliction in his presence.
I powred out before his face my cogitations: and I made a declaration of my trouble before his face.
I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble.
I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.
I pour forth before Him my meditation, My distress before Him I declare.
I pour out my complaint before him; I show before him my trouble.
I pour out my complaint before him; I show before him my trouble.
I put all my sorrows before him; and made clear to him all my trouble.
I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.
I pour out my lament before him; I tell him about my troubles.
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1A contemplative poem of David, when he was in the cave, a prayer.
3I pour out my complaint before Him; I declare my troubles to Him.
2Listen to my prayer, O God, and do not ignore my plea for mercy.
1For the Chief Musician, according to Jeduthun, a psalm of Asaph.
2My voice cries out to God, and I will call aloud; my voice reaches God, and He listens to me.
3In the day of my trouble, I sought the Lord. My hand was stretched out at night and did not grow weary; my soul refused to be comforted.
1A song of ascents: I called to the LORD in my distress, and He answered me.
8O LORD, by Your favor, You made my mountain stand strong; but when You hid Your face, I was terrified.
1I am disgusted with my life; I will give voice to my complaint and speak out in the bitterness of my soul.
2I will say to God: Do not condemn me; tell me why You contend with me.
1A psalm of David. LORD, I call to You; hurry to me. Hear my voice when I cry out to You.
1A prayer of an afflicted person, when they are overwhelmed and pour out their complaint before the LORD.
2LORD, hear my prayer, and let my cry for help come to you.
24For my sighing comes before my food, and my groanings pour out like water.
9I am feeble and crushed; I groan because of the anguish of my heart.
20See, 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.
21People have heard my groaning, but there is no one to comfort me. All my enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that you have done it. Bring the day you have announced, so they may become like me.
22Let 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.
16And now my soul is poured out within me; days of suffering seize hold of me.
16Turn to me and be gracious to me, for I am lonely and afflicted.
17The troubles of my heart have multiplied; deliver me from my distresses.
9You have not handed me over to the enemy, but you have set my feet in a spacious place.
1A song of ascents. From the depths I call to You, LORD.
2Lord, hear my voice! Let Your ears be attentive to my plea for mercy.
6The ropes of Sheol entangled me; the traps of death confronted me.
1A song, a psalm for the sons of Korah, to the chief musician. According to Mahalath Leannoth, a contemplative poem of Heman the Ezrahite.
2LORD, the God of my salvation, I cry out day and night before you.
3Let my prayer come before you; incline your ear to my cry.
14The vows my lips uttered and my mouth spoke when I was in trouble.
22Blessed be the LORD, for he has shown his wondrous love to me in a fortified city.
7I hate those who pay regard to worthless idols, but I trust in the LORD.
5Look to the right and see—no one recognizes me; there is no refuge for me; no one cares for my soul.
6I cry to You, LORD; I say, 'You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.'
11Therefore, I will not restrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12O LORD of Hosts, you who test the righteous and see the heart and mind, let me see your vengeance upon them, for I have presented my case to you.
4Is my complaint directed to a man? Why then should my spirit not be impatient?
3The cords of death entangled me, the anguish of Sheol came over me; I was overcome by distress and sorrow.
7In my distress, I called upon the LORD and cried out to my God. He heard my voice from his temple, and my cry for help reached his ears.
2Listen to my words, LORD; consider my meditation.
14They open their mouths against me, like a lion ripping and roaring.
28I walk in mourning without sunlight; I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.
2Even today my complaint is bitter; my suffering is heavier than my groaning.
1For the chief musician, with stringed instruments. A Psalm of David.
6The arrogant have hidden traps for me; they have spread out cords as a net and set snares for me along my path. Selah.
4My spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart is appalled inside me.
6My wounds are foul and festering because of my foolishness.
17For I said, "Lest they rejoice over me; when my foot slips, they magnify themselves against me."
12With reproofs for iniquity, You discipline a man; like a moth, You consume his cherished things. Surely, every man is but a breath. Selah.
17But I call to God, and the Lord will save me.
13From on high he sent fire; it burns in my bones. He spread a net for my feet and turned me back. He made me desolate, faint all the day long.