Psalms 109:22
For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
I go hence like ye shadowe that departeth, and am dryuen awaye as ye greshoppers.
Because I am poore and needie, and mine heart is wounded within me.
Deliuer me, for truely I am afflicted: and I am poore, and my heart is wounded within me.
For I [am] poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
For I am poor and needy. My heart is wounded within me.
For I `am' poor and needy, And my heart hath been pierced in my midst.
For I am poor and needy, And my heart is wounded within me.
For I am poor and needy, And my heart is wounded within me.
For I am poor and in need, and my heart is wounded in me.
for I am poor and needy. My heart is wounded within me.
For I am oppressed and needy, and my heart beats violently within me.
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8I am feeble and severely broken; I have roared because of the disquiet of my heart.
9Lord, all my desire is before you, and my groaning is not hidden from you.
10My heart pants, my strength fails me; as for the light of my eyes, it also has gone from me.
17But I am poor and needy; yet the Lord thinks upon me: You are my help and my deliverer; do not delay, O my God.
16Turn to me and have mercy on me, for I am desolate and afflicted.
17The troubles of my heart are enlarged; bring me out of my distresses.
9Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: my eye is consumed with grief, yes, my soul and my body.
10For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
21But deal with me for your name’s sake, O GOD the Lord, because your mercy is good, deliver me.
1Incline Your ear, O LORD, hear me, for I am poor and needy.
5But I am poor and needy; make haste unto me, O God; You are my help and my deliverer; O LORD, do not delay.
14I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint; my heart is like wax; it is melted within me.
15My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue clings to my jaws; You have brought me into the dust of death.
16For dogs have surrounded me; the assembly of the wicked have enclosed me; they pierced my hands and my feet.
4Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
16Because he did not remember to show mercy but persecuted the poor and needy man, that he might even slay the brokenhearted.
20Behold, O LORD; for I am in distress: my heart is troubled; my heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: abroad the sword bereaves, at home there is as death.
29But I am poor and sorrowful; let your salvation, O God, set me up on high.
2Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are troubled.
22Let all their wickedness come before you; and do unto them, as you have done unto me for all my transgressions: for my sighs are many, and my heart is faint.
26Help me, O LORD my God; save me according to your mercy,
6I am troubled; I am greatly bowed down; I go mourning all the day long.
23I am gone like a shadow when it declines; I am tossed up and down like the locust.
24My knees are weak through fasting, and my flesh is lean of fatness.
4My heart is stricken and withered like grass, so I forget to eat my bread.
5Because of the voice of my groaning, my bones cling to my skin.
22For I said in my haste, I am cut off from before your eyes: nevertheless you heard the voice of my supplications when I cried to you.
4My heart is in anguish within me, and the terrors of death have fallen upon me.
21Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pierced in my mind.
20Reproach has broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness; and I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.
25Did I not weep for those in trouble? Was not my soul grieved for the poor?
17For I am ready to fall, and my sorrow is continually before me.
10All my bones shall say, LORD, who is like you, who delivers the poor from him who is too strong for him, yes, the poor and the needy from him who plunders him?
3I am weary of my crying; my throat is dry; my eyes fail while I wait for my God.
19Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it.
6Attend to my cry, for I am brought very low; deliver me from my persecutors, for they are stronger than I.
12For innumerable evils have surrounded me: my iniquities have taken hold of me, so that I am not able to look up; they are more than the hairs of my head: therefore my heart fails me.
19But do not be far from me, O LORD; O my strength, hurry to help me.
13Have mercy upon me, O LORD; consider my trouble which I suffer from those who hate me, you who lift me up from the gates of death:
1My God, my God, why have You forsaken me? Why are You so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?
1Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me, for my soul trusts in you; yes, in the shadow of your wings I will make my refuge, until these calamities have passed by.
107I am afflicted very much; revive me, O LORD, according to Your word.
4I said, LORD, be merciful to me; heal my soul, for I have sinned against You.
11Do not be far from me, for trouble is near, for there is none to help.
10Hear, O LORD, and have mercy upon me: LORD, be my helper.
4I looked on my right hand and beheld, but there was no one who would know me; refuge failed me; no one cared for my soul.
17And do not hide your face from your servant; for I am in trouble; hear me speedily.
10Remove your stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of your hand.
16And now my soul is poured out within me; the days of affliction have seized me.
12Because I delivered the poor who cried out, the fatherless, and the one who had no helper.