Psalms 142:4
I looked vpon my right hand, and beheld, but there was none that would knowe me: all refuge failed me, and none cared for my soule.
I looked vpon my right hand, and beheld, but there was none that would knowe me: all refuge failed me, and none cared for my soule.
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3Though my spirit was in perplexitie in me, yet thou knewest my path: in the way wherein I walked, haue they priuily layde a snare for me.
5Then cryed I vnto thee, O Lord, and sayde, thou art mine hope, and my portion in the land of the liuing.
6Hearken vnto my crye, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecuters, for they are too strong for me.
3For the enemie hath persecuted my soule: he hath smitten my life downe to the earth: he hath layde me in the darkenes, as they that haue bene dead long agoe:
4And my spirit was in perplexitie in me, and mine heart within me was amased.
20Rebuke hath broken mine heart, and I am full of heauinesse, and I looked for some to haue pitie on me, but there was none: and for comforters, but I found none.
8But mine eyes looke vnto thee, O Lord God: in thee is my trust: leaue not my soule destitute.
2Many say to my soule, There is no helpe for him in God. Selah.
42They looked about, but there was none to saue them, euen vnto the Lord, but he answered them not.
16Turne thy face vnto mee, and haue mercie vpon me: for I am desolate and poore.
11Saying, God hath forsaken him: pursue and take him, for there is none to deliuer him.
2In the day of my trouble I sought ye Lord: my sore ranne and ceased not in the night: my soule refused comfort.
1To him that excelleth vpon Aiieleth Hasshahar. A Psalme of Dauid. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me, and art so farre from mine health, and from the wordes of my roaring?
11Be not farre from me, because trouble is neere: for there is none to helpe me.
14Lorde, why doest thou reiect my soule, and hidest thy face from me?
14My neighbours haue forsaken me, and my familiars haue forgotten me.
12For innumerable troubles haue compassed mee: my sinnes haue taken such holde vpon me, that I am not able to looke vp: yea, they are moe in nomber then the heares of mine head: therefore mine heart hath failed me.
5And I looked, and there was none to helpe, and I wondered that there was none to vpholde: therefore mine owne arme helped me, and my wrath it selfe sustained me.
22Though I said in mine haste, I am cast out of thy sight, yet thou heardest the voyce of my prayer, when I cryed vnto thee.
12The youth rise vp at my right hand: they haue pusht my feete, and haue trode on me as on the paths of their destruction.
13They haue destroyed my paths: they tooke pleasure at my calamitie, they had none helpe.
3For strangers are risen vp against me, and tyrants seeke my soule: they haue not set God before them. Selah.
4Beholde, God is mine helper: the Lorde is with them that vpholde my soule.
4Then I saide, I am cast away out of thy sight: yet will I looke againe towarde thine holy Temple.
10Mine heart panteth: my strength faileth me, and the light of mine eyes, euen they are not mine owne.
28But when I behelde, there was none, and when I inquired of them, there was no counsellor, and when I demaunded of them, they answered not a woorde.
4I am counted among them that go downe vnto the pit, and am as a man without strength:
20Whe I cry vnto thee, thou doest not heare me, neither regardest me, when I stand vp.
13Is it not so, that there is in me no helpe? and that strength is taken from me?
9I wil say vnto God, which is my rocke, Why hast thou forgotten mee? why goe I mourning, when the enemie oppresseth me?
14But I trusted in thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my God.
15But in mine aduersitie they reioyced, and gathered them selues together: the abiects assembled themselues against me, and knewe not: they tare me and ceased not,
11He hath stopped my wayes, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
9Hide not therefore thy face from mee, nor cast thy seruat away in displeasure: thou hast bene my succour: leaue me not, neither forsake mee, O God of my saluation.
22Because I am poore and needie, and mine heart is wounded within me.
11I was a reproch among all mine enemies, but specially among my neighbours: and a feare to mine acquaintance, who seeing me in the streete, fled from me.
9Haue mercie vpon mee, O Lorde: for I am in trouble: mine eye, my soule and my bellie are consumed with griefe.
7Heare me speedily, O Lorde, for my spirit fayleth: hide not thy face from me, els I shall be like vnto them that go downe into the pit.
8My soule cleaueth vnto thee: for thy right hand vpholdeth me.
21Forsake me not, O Lord: be not thou farre from me, my God.
4Then I called vpon the Name of the Lord, saying, I beseech thee, O Lord, deliuer my soule.
20Behold, O Lorde, howe I am troubled: my bowels swell: mine heart is turned within me, for I am ful of heauinesse: the sword spoyleth abroad, as death doeth at home.
21They haue heard that I mourne, but there is none to comfort mee: all mine enemies haue heard of my trouble, and are glad, that thou hast done it: thou wilt bring the day, that thou hast pronounced, and they shalbe like vnto me.
25Did not I weepe with him that was in trouble? was not my soule in heauinesse for the poore?
7Beholde, I crie out of violence, but I haue none answere: I crie, but there is no iudgement.
7I wil be glad and reioyce in thy mercie: for thou hast seene my trouble: thou hast knowen my soule in aduersities,
16Therefore my soule is nowe powred out vpon me, and the dayes of affliction haue taken holde on me.
18And I saide, My strength & mine hope is perished from the Lord,
2For thou art the God of my strength: why hast thou put me away? why goe I so mourning, when the enemie oppresseth me?