Psalms 31:9
Haue mercie vpon mee, O Lorde: for I am in trouble: mine eye, my soule and my bellie are consumed with griefe.
Haue mercie vpon mee, O Lorde: for I am in trouble: mine eye, my soule and my bellie are consumed with griefe.
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10 For my life is wasted with heauinesse, and my yeeres with mourning: my strength faileth for my paine, and my bones are consumed.
7 Mine eye is dimmed for despight, and sunke in because of all mine enemies.
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.
16 Turne thy face vnto mee, and haue mercie vpon me: for I am desolate and poore.
17 The sorowes of mine heart are enlarged: drawe me out of my troubles.
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.
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,
7 Mine eye therefore is dimme for griefe, and all my strength is like a shadowe.
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.
10 Mine heart panteth: my strength faileth me, and the light of mine eyes, euen they are not mine owne.
22 Because I am poore and needie, and mine heart is wounded within me.
16 Therefore my soule is nowe powred out vpon me, and the dayes of affliction haue taken holde on me.
4 Therefore I saide, Lorde haue mercie vpon me: heale my soule, for I haue sinned against thee.
9 Mine eye is sorowfull through mine affliction: Lorde, I call dayly vpon thee: I stretch out mine hands vnto thee.
82 Mine eyes faile for thy promes, saying, when wilt thou comfort me?
3 For 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:
4 And my spirit was in perplexitie in me, and mine heart within me was amased.
3 I am wearie of crying: my throte is drie: mine eyes faile, whiles I waite for my God.
8 But mine eyes looke vnto thee, O Lord God: in thee is my trust: leaue not my soule destitute.
16 My face is withered with weeping, and the shadow of death is vpon mine eyes,
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.
10 Heare, O Lorde, and haue mercy vpon me: Lord, be thou mine helper.
21 Certainely mine heart was vexed, and I was pricked in my reines:
22 Though 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.
123 Mine eyes haue failed in waiting for thy saluation, and for thy iust promes.
26 Helpe me, O Lord my God: saue me according to thy mercie.
3 For my soule is filled with euils, and my life draweth neere to the graue.
16 For these things I weepe: mine eye, euen mine eye casteth out water, because the comforter that should refresh my soule, is farre from me: my children are desolate, because the enemie preuailed.
11 All her people sigh and seeke their bread: they haue giuen their pleasant thinges for meate to refresh the soule: see, O Lorde, and consider: for I am become vile.
1 To him that excelleth. Destroy not. A Psalme of Dauid on Michtam. When he fled from Saul in the caue. Haue mercie vpon me, O God, haue mercie vpon me: for my soule trusteth in thee, and in the shadowe of thy wings wil I trust, till these afflictions ouerpasse.
11 Quicken me, O Lord, for thy Names sake, and for thy righteousnesse bring my soule out of trouble.
3 Beholde, and heare mee, O Lord my God: lighten mine eyes, that I sleepe not in death:
3 When the snares of death copassed me, and the griefes of the graue caught me: when I founde trouble and sorowe.
28 My soule melteth for heauinesse: raise mee vp according vnto thy worde.
17 Surely I am ready to halte, and my sorow is euer before me.
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.
51 Mine eye breaketh mine heart because of all the daughters of my citie.
6 I am bowed, and crooked very sore: I goe mourning all the day.
4 Mine heart trembleth within mee, and the terrours of death are fallen vpon me.
10 Take thy plague away from mee: for I am consumed by the stroke of thine hand.
3 Haue mercie vpon vs, O Lorde, haue mercie vpon vs: for we haue suffered too much contempt.
7 Heare 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.
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.
13 Stay thine anger from me, that I may recouer my strength, before I go hence and be not.
19 Wo is me for my destruction, and my grieuous plague: but I thought, Yet it is my sorow, and I will beare it.
18 I would haue comforted my selfe against sorowe, but mine heart is heauie in me.