Psalms 31:9
You have not handed me over to the enemy, but you have set my feet in a spacious place.
You have not handed me over to the enemy, but you have set my feet in a spacious place.
Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: mine eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my belly.
Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: my eye is consumed with grief, yes, my soul and my body.
Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: mine eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my belly.
Have mercy{H2603} upon me, O Jehovah,{H3068} for I am in distress:{H6887} Mine eye{H5869} wasteth{H6244} away with grief,{H3708} [yea], my soul{H5315} and my body.{H990}
Have mercy{H2603}{(H8798)} upon me, O LORD{H3068}, for I am in trouble{H6887}{(H8804)}: mine eye{H5869} is consumed{H6244}{(H8804)} with grief{H3708}, yea, my soul{H5315} and my belly{H990}.
Thou hast not delyuered me ouer in to the hodes of the enemie, but hast set my fete in a large rowme.
Haue mercie vpon mee, O Lorde: for I am in trouble: mine eye, my soule and my bellie are consumed with griefe.
Haue mercy vpon me O God, for I am in distresse: mine eye, my soule, and my belly be consumed for very heauinesse.
¶ Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: mine eye is consumed with grief, [yea], my soul and my belly.
Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am in distress. My eye, my soul, and my body waste away with grief.
Favour me, O Jehovah, for distress `is' to me, Mine eye, my soul, and my body Have become old by provocation.
Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah, for I am in distress: Mine eye wasteth away with grief, `yea', my soul and my body.
Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah, for I am in distress: Mine eye wasteth away with grief, [yea], my soul and my 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.
Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am in distress. My eye, my soul, and my body waste away with grief.
Have mercy on me, LORD, for I am in distress! My eyes grow dim from suffering. I have lost my strength.
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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.
7 I am worn out from my groaning; all night long I drench my bed with tears and flood my couch with weeping.
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.
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.
2 LORD, do not rebuke me in Your anger, nor discipline me in Your wrath.
3 Be gracious to me, LORD, for I am weak; heal me, LORD, for my bones are shaking with fear.
4 My soul is greatly troubled. But You, LORD—how long?
7 I hate those who pay regard to worthless idols, but I trust in the LORD.
13 For he who avenges blood remembers them; he does not ignore the cries of the afflicted.
7 My eyes have grown dim from grief, and all my limbs are like a shadow.
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.
22 For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
16 And now my soul is poured out within me; days of suffering seize hold of me.
4 The LORD will sustain him on his sickbed and restore him from his illness.
9 You have taken my closest friends from me; you have made me a horror to them. I am confined and cannot escape.
82 My eyes fail, longing for Your promise, saying, 'When will You comfort me?
3 For the enemy has pursued me, crushing my life to the ground and making me dwell in darkness, like those long dead.
4 My spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart is appalled inside me.
3 I am sinking in deep mire where there is no foothold. I have come into deep waters, and the current has overwhelmed me.
8 But my eyes are fixed on You, LORD, my Lord. In You I take refuge; do not leave my soul defenseless.
16 My face is red with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death.
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.
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?
21 When my heart was embittered and my spirit was pierced within me,
22 Blessed be the LORD, for he has shown his wondrous love to me in a fortified city.
123 My eyes long for Your salvation and for the fulfillment of Your righteous promise.
26 Help me, Lord my God; save me according to Your steadfast love.
3 Let my prayer come before you; incline your ear to my cry.
16 "Because of these things I weep; my eyes, my eyes flow with tears. No one is near to comfort me, no one to restore my spirit. My children are desolate because the enemy has prevailed."
11 All her people groan as they search for bread; they trade their treasures for food to stay alive. "Look, LORD, and consider, for I am despised."
1 To the chief musician: Do not destroy. A miktam of David, when he fled from Saul into the cave.
11 For the sake of your name, Lord, preserve my life. In your righteousness, bring me out of trouble.
3 How long must I wrestle with my thoughts and have sorrow in my heart daily? How long will my enemy triumph over me?
3 The cords of death entangled me, the anguish of Sheol came over me; I was overcome by distress and sorrow.
28 My soul melts with sorrow; strengthen me according to Your word.
17 For I said, "Lest they rejoice over me; when my foot slips, they magnify themselves against me."
12 LORD, do not withhold Your mercy from me; may Your love and truth always protect me.
51 My eyes bring grief to my soul because of all the daughters of my city.
6 My wounds are foul and festering because of my foolishness.
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.
10 I am mute; I will not open my mouth because You have done this.
3 Show us mercy, O LORD, show us mercy, for we have had more than enough of scorn.
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.
14 They open their mouths against me, like a lion ripping and roaring.
13 Hear my prayer, LORD, and give ear to my cry; do not be silent to my tears, for I am a sojourner with You, a temporary resident like all my fathers.
19 Woe to me because of my brokenness! My wound is incurable. Yet I said, 'This is my suffering, and I must endure it.'
18 My grief is beyond healing; my heart is faint within me.