Psalms 28:1
To you, O LORD, I call; my Rock, do not be silent to me. If you remain silent, I will be like those who go down to the pit.
To you, O LORD, I call; my Rock, do not be silent to me. If you remain silent, I will be like those who go down to the pit.
A alm of David. Unto thee will I cry, O LORD my rock; be not silent to me: lest, if thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit.
To you I cry, O LORD my rock; do not be silent to me, lest, if you are silent to me, I become like those who go down to the pit.
Unto thee will I cry, O LORD my rock; be not silent to me: lest, if thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit.
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Unto the wil I crie, o my stronge defence: thinke no scorne of me, lest (yf thou make the as though thou herdest not) I become like them, that go downe into ye pytte.
A Psalme of Dauid. Vnto thee, O Lord, doe I crie: O my strength, be not deafe toward mee, lest, if thou answere me not, I be like them that goe downe into the pit.
Vnto thee I crye O God my strength, make not as though thou were deafe at me: lest if thou holdest thy peace, I become like them that go downe into the graue.
¶ [A Psalm] of David. Unto thee will I cry, O LORD my rock; be not silent to me: lest, [if] thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit.
> To you, Yahweh, I call. My rock, don't be deaf to me; Lest, if you are silent to me, I would become like those who go down into the pit.
By David. Unto Thee, O Jehovah, I call, My rock, be not silent to me! Lest Thou be silent to me, And I have been compared With those going down to the pit.
Unto thee, O Jehovah, will I call: My rock, be not thou deaf unto me; Lest, if thou be silent unto me, I become like them that go down into the pit.
[[ A Psalm] of David]. Unto thee, O Jehovah, will I call: My rock, be not thou deaf unto me; Lest, if thou be silent unto me, I become like them that go down into the pit.
<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.
To you, Yahweh, I call. My rock, don't be deaf to me; lest, if you are silent to me, I would become like those who go down into the pit.
By David. To you, O LORD, I cry out! My protector, do not ignore me! If you do not respond to me, I will join those who are descending into the grave.
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7 Answer me quickly, Lord, for my spirit is fading. Do not hide your face from me, or I will be like those who go down to the pit.
8 O LORD, by Your favor, You made my mountain stand strong; but when You hid Your face, I was terrified.
2 Hear the voice of my supplications when I cry out to you, when I lift up my hands toward your holy sanctuary.
1 A psalm of David. LORD, I call to You; hurry to me. Hear my voice when I cry out to You.
1 A song of ascents. From the depths I call to You, LORD.
2 Lord, hear my voice! Let Your ears be attentive to my plea for mercy.
1 For the director, to the tune of 'The Doe of the Morning,' a psalm of David.
2 My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Far from saving me, from the words of my groaning.
1 A prayer of an afflicted person, when they are overwhelmed and pour out their complaint before the LORD.
2 LORD, hear my prayer, and let my cry for help come to you.
2 Listen to my words, LORD; consider my meditation.
1 A contemplative poem of David, when he was in the cave, a prayer.
1 For the chief musician, with stringed instruments. A Psalm of David.
2 Hear my cry, O God; listen to my prayer.
1 A song, a psalm for the sons of Korah, to the chief musician. According to Mahalath Leannoth, a contemplative poem of Heman the Ezrahite.
2 LORD, the God of my salvation, I cry out day and night before you.
56 You heard my plea: 'Do not close Your ear to my cry for relief.'
2 In you, O LORD, I have taken refuge; let me never be put to shame. In your righteousness, deliver me!
20 I cry out to You, but You do not answer; I stand up, but You just look at me.
9 By day the LORD commands his steadfast love, and at night his song is with me—a prayer to the God of my life.
7 Hear my voice, Lord, when I call. Be gracious to me and answer me.
4 But you, LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
1 For the director: A psalm of David.
1 For the Chief Musician, according to Jeduthun, a psalm of Asaph.
5 Look to the right and see—no one recognizes me; there is no refuge for me; no one cares for my soul.
6 I cry to You, LORD; I say, 'You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.'
6 The ropes of Sheol entangled me; the traps of death confronted me.
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?
6 I call on you, God, for you will answer me. Turn your ear to me and hear my words.
17 Let your face shine on your servant; save me in your unfailing love.
6 The arrogant have hidden traps for me; they have spread out cords as a net and set snares for me along my path. Selah.
7 In 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.
13 Are your wonders known in the darkness, or your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
14 But I, LORD, cry to you for help; in the morning, my prayer comes before you.
2 I will exalt You, O LORD, for You drew me up and did not let my enemies rejoice over me.
3 O LORD, my God, I cried to You for help, and You healed me.
1 A song of ascents: I called to the LORD in my distress, and He answered me.
1 To the chief musician, accompanied by stringed instruments, a contemplative psalm of David.
2 Listen to my prayer, O God, and do not ignore my plea for mercy.
22 Blessed be the LORD, for he has shown his wondrous love to me in a fortified city.
3 When I kept silent, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.
15 I have become like a man who does not hear and in whose mouth there are no rebukes.
22 You have seen it, Lord; do not be silent. Lord, do not be far from me.
6 The waters engulfed me up to my neck; the deep surrounded me; seaweed was wrapped around my head.
7 To the roots of the mountains, I descended. The earth beneath barred me in forever, but You brought my life up from the pit, LORD my God.
4 Then I called on the name of the Lord: 'O Lord, please save my life!'
12 With reproofs for iniquity, You discipline a man; like a moth, You consume his cherished things. Surely, every man is but a breath. Selah.
6 Abandoned among the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more, cut off from your care.
1 For the director of music, with stringed instruments. A psalm of David.
4 For my soul is filled with troubles, and my life draws near to Sheol.