Psalms 142:5
I cried unto thee, O LORD: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.
I cried unto thee, O LORD: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.
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6I said unto the LORD, Thou art my God: hear the voice of my supplications, O LORD.
14But I trusted in thee, O LORD: I said, Thou art my God.
15My times are in thy hand: deliver me from the hand of mine enemies, and from them that persecute me.
6Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.
8I cried to thee, O LORD; and unto the LORD I made supplication.
1I cried unto the LORD with my voice; with my voice unto the LORD did I make my supplication.
1In my distress I cried unto the LORD, and he heard me.
4I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul.
2O LORD my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
3O LORD, thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.
1LORD, I cry unto thee: make haste unto me; give ear unto my voice, when I cry unto thee.
4Then called I upon the name of the LORD; O LORD, I beseech thee, deliver my soul.
5I called upon the LORD in distress: the LORD answered me, and set me in a large place.
22For I said in my haste, I am cut off from before thine eyes: nevertheless thou heardest the voice of my supplications when I cried unto thee.
24The LORD is my portion, saith my soul; therefore will I hope in him.
10Hear, O LORD, and have mercy upon me: LORD, be thou my helper.
5The LORD is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: thou maintainest my lot.
1Unto thee will I cry, O LORD my rock; be not silent to me: lest, if thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit.
8But mine eyes are unto thee, O GOD the Lord: in thee is my trust; leave not my soul destitute.
1Preserve me, O God: for in thee do I put my trust.
1Out of the depths have I cried unto thee, O LORD.
57CHETH. Thou art my portion, O LORD: I have said that I would keep thy words.
1O LORD God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before thee:
4I cried unto the LORD with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill. Selah.
146I cried unto thee; save me, and I shall keep thy testimonies.
56Thou hast heard my voice: hide not thine ear at my breathing, at my cry.
3Be thou my strong habitation, whereunto I may continually resort: thou hast given commandment to save me; for thou art my rock and my fortress.
3In the day when I cried thou answeredst me, and strengthenedst me with strength in my soul.
1I waited patiently for the LORD; and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry.
16As for me, I will call upon God; and the LORD shall save me.
16Turn thee unto me, and have mercy upon me; for I am desolate and afflicted.
1O LORD my God, in thee do I put my trust: save me from all them that persecute me, and deliver me:
7Hear, O LORD, when I cry with my voice: have mercy also upon me, and answer me.
8When thou saidst, Seek ye my face; my heart said unto thee, Thy face, LORD, will I seek.
8For thou hast delivered my soul from death, mine eyes from tears, and my feet from falling.
9I will walk before the LORD in the land of the living.
9Deliver me, O LORD, from mine enemies: I flee unto thee to hide me.
5For thou art my hope, O Lord GOD: thou art my trust from my youth.
2Hearken unto the voice of my cry, my King, and my God: for unto thee will I pray.
2And he said, The LORD is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer;
3The God of my rock; in him will I trust: he is my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my high tower, and my refuge, my saviour; thou savest me from violence.
6In my distress I called upon the LORD, and cried unto my God: he heard my voice out of his temple, and my cry came before him, even into his ears.
2For thou art the God of my strength: why dost thou cast me off? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
58O Lord, thou hast pleaded the causes of my soul; thou hast redeemed my life.
13I had fainted, unless I had believed to see the goodness of the LORD in the land of the living.
1In the LORD put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?
2The LORD is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my buckler, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower.
2From the end of the earth will I cry unto thee, when my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
13Have mercy upon me, O LORD; consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate me, thou that liftest me up from the gates of death:
11Quicken me, O LORD, for thy name's sake: for thy righteousness' sake bring my soul out of trouble.