Psalms 25:17
The sorowes of mine heart are enlarged: drawe me out of my troubles.
The sorowes of mine heart are enlarged: drawe me out of my troubles.
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16 Turne thy face vnto mee, and haue mercie vpon me: for I am desolate and poore.
18 Looke vpon mine affliction and my trauel, and forgiue all my sinnes.
20 Behold, 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.
21 They 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.
22 Let al their wickednes come before thee: do vnto them, as thou hast done vnto me, for all my transgressions: for my sighes are many, & mine heart is heauy.
9 Haue mercie vpon mee, O Lorde: for I am in trouble: mine eye, my soule and my bellie are consumed with griefe.
7 I wil be glad and reioyce in thy mercie: for thou hast seene my trouble: thou hast knowen my soule in aduersities,
13 Haue mercie vpon mee, O Lorde: consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate mee, thou that liftest me vp from the gates of death,
11 Quicken me, O Lord, for thy Names sake, and for thy righteousnesse bring my soule out of trouble.
12 For 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.
13 Let it please thee, O Lorde, to deliuer mee: make haste, O Lord, to helpe me.
4 Mine heart trembleth within mee, and the terrours of death are fallen vpon me.
3 For my soule is filled with euils, and my life draweth neere to the graue.
4 And my spirit was in perplexitie in me, and mine heart within me was amased.
20 Which hast shewed me great troubles and aduersities, but thou wilt returne, and reuiue me, and wilt come againe, and take mee vp from the depth of the earth.
1 A song of degrees. Ovt of the deepe places haue I called vnto thee, O Lord.
3 When the snares of death copassed me, and the griefes of the graue caught me: when I founde trouble and sorowe.
8 I am weakened and sore broken: I roare for the very griefe of mine heart.
9 Lorde, I powre my whole desire before thee, and my sighing is not hid from thee.
22 Because I am poore and needie, and mine heart is wounded within me.
10 Heare, O Lorde, and haue mercy vpon me: Lord, be thou mine helper.
5 I called vpon the Lord in trouble, & the Lord heard me, and set me at large.
2 I powred out my meditation before him, and declared mine affliction in his presence.
1 A Psalme of Dauid, when he fled from his sonne Absalom. Lorde, howe are mine aduersaries increased? howe many rise against me?
19 But be thou not farre off, O Lorde, my strength: hasten to helpe me.
16 Therefore my soule is nowe powred out vpon me, and the dayes of affliction haue taken holde on me.
1 A song of degrees. I called vnto the Lorde in my trouble, and hee heard me.
20 And brought me foorth into a large place: he deliuered me, because he fauoured me.
1 To him that excelleth on Neginoth. A Psalme of Dauid. Heare me when I call, O God of my righteousnes: thou hast set me at libertie, when I was in distresse: haue mercie vpon me & hearken vnto my prayer.
17 And hide not thy face from thy seruant, for I am in trouble: make haste and heare me.
18 Draw neere vnto my soule and redeeme it: deliuer me because of mine enemies.
28 Then they crie vnto the Lord in their trouble, and he bringeth them out of their distresse.
28 My soule melteth for heauinesse: raise mee vp according vnto thy worde.
22 Deliuer Israel, O God, out of all his troubles.
6 Hearken vnto my crye, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecuters, for they are too strong for me.
2 Haue mercie vpon me, O Lorde, for I am weake: O Lord heale me, for my bones are vexed.
3 My soule is also sore troubled: but Lorde how long wilt thou delay?
4 Returne, O Lord: deliuer my soule: saue me for thy mercies sake.
143 Trouble and anguish are come vpon me: yet are thy commandements my delite.
26 Helpe me, O Lord my God: saue me according to thy mercie.
4 Drawe mee out of the nette, that they haue layde priuilie for mee: for thou art my strength.
19 Hee brought mee foorth also into a large place: hee deliuered mee because hee fauoured me.
11 Be not farre from me, because trouble is neere: for there is none to helpe me.
21 Certainely mine heart was vexed, and I was pricked in my reines:
15 My times are in thine hande: deliuer mee from the hande of mine enemies, and from them that persecute me.
1 A Psalme of Dauid. Vnto thee, O Lorde, lift I vp my soule.
50 It is my comfort in my trouble: for thy promes hath quickened me.
1 To 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?
2 In the day of my trouble I sought ye Lord: my sore ranne and ceased not in the night: my soule refused comfort.
14 I am like water powred out, and all my bones are out of ioynt: mine heart is like waxe: it is molten in the middes of my bowels.