Psalms 39:13
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.
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.
O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.
O spare me, so I may recover strength, before I go away and am no more.
O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.
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Stay thine anger from me, that I may recouer my strength, before I go hence and be not.
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O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.
Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, Before I go away, and be no more."
Look from me, and I brighten up before I go and am not!
Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, Before I go hence, and be no more. Psalm 40 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.
Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, Before I go hence, and be no more.
Let your wrath be turned away from me, so that I may be comforted, before I go away from here, and become nothing.
Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go away, and exist no more." For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.
Turn your angry gaze away from me, so I can be happy before I pass away.
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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.
20 Are not my days few? Leave me alone, so I may have a moment of relief.
13 For troubles without number have surrounded me; my sins have overtaken me, and I cannot see. They are more numerous than the hairs of my head, and my heart has failed me.
9 Do not cast me away when I am old; do not forsake me when my strength is gone.
10 I am mute; I will not open my mouth because You have done this.
19 They divide my garments among them and cast lots for my clothing.
4 My heart grew hot within me; as I meditated, the fire burned. Then I spoke with my tongue:
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 Those who repay evil for good oppose me because I follow what is good.
22 Do not forsake me, O LORD; O my God, do not be far from me!
10 I said, "In the prime of my life I must go through the gates of Sheol; I am deprived of the rest of my years."
11 I said, "I will not see the LORD, the LORD, in the land of the living; I will no longer look on humanity or be with those who dwell in the world of the dead."
12 My dwelling is pulled up and taken from me, like a shepherd's tent. I have rolled up my life like a weaver rolls a cloth; He cuts me off from the loom. Day and night You bring me to an end.
13 For he who avenges blood remembers them; he does not ignore the cries of the afflicted.
23 when peoples and kingdoms gather together to serve the LORD.
24 He has afflicted my strength in the way; he has shortened my days.
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.
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.
13 If only you would hide me in the grave and conceal me till your anger has passed! If you would set me a time and then remember me!
2 For You are the God of my refuge; why have You rejected me? Why must I go about mourning under the oppression of my enemy?
19 Will you never look away from me or leave me alone till I swallow my spit?
3 Now, O LORD, please take my life from me, for it is better for me to die than to live.
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.
2 LORD, do not rebuke me in Your anger, nor discipline me in Your wrath.
11 Hide your face from my sins, and blot out all my iniquities.
17 For I said, "Lest they rejoice over me; when my foot slips, they magnify themselves against me."
16 Turn to me and be gracious to me, for I am lonely and afflicted.
11 I have not hidden Your righteousness in my heart; I have spoken of Your faithfulness and salvation. I have not concealed Your love and truth from the great assembly.
9 Do not hide Your face from me; do not turn Your servant away in anger. You have been my help; do not leave me or abandon me, my God of salvation.
22 Blessed be the LORD, for he has shown his wondrous love to me in a fortified city.
15 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed. My heart is like wax; it melts within me.
4 My soul is greatly troubled. But You, LORD—how long?
3 How long must I wrestle with my thoughts and have sorrow in my heart daily? How long will my enemy triumph over me?
4 Look on me and answer, Lord my God. Give light to my eyes, or I will sleep in death.
22 For only a few years will come, and the path I take will never return.
1 For the director of music, a psalm of David.
26 Help me, Lord my God; save me according to Your steadfast love.
20 Only grant me these two things, so that I will not hide myself from You:
21 Withdraw Your hand from me, and do not let Your terror frighten me.
9 He said to me, 'Please stand over me and kill me, for I am in agony and my life still lingers in me.'
16 Lord, by such things people live, and in all of them is the life of my spirit. You restored me to health and let me live.
18 The Lord has disciplined me severely, but He has not given me over to death.
13 Be silent and let me speak. Whatever happens to me, let it come!
4 The LORD will sustain him on his sickbed and restore him from his illness.
11 For the sake of your name, Lord, preserve my life. In your righteousness, bring me out of trouble.
6 I cry to You, LORD; I say, 'You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.'
49 Who can live and not see death? Who can escape the power of the grave? Selah
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.