Psalms 56:8
You record my wanderings; put my tears into your bottle; are they not in your book?
You record my wanderings; put my tears into your bottle; are they not in your book?
In your anger, O God, cast them down. Hold them accountable for their wickedness.
Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book?
Thou numberest my wanderings: Put thou my tears into thy bottle; Are they not in thy book?
Thou tellest{H8804)} my wanderings: put{H8798)} thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book?
Thou tellest my flittinges, thou puttest my teares in thy botell, and nombrest them.
Thou hast counted my wandrings: put my teares into thy bottel: are they not in thy register?
Thou hast numbred my flittinges, thou hast put my teares in thy bottell: are not these thinges noted in thy booke?
¶ Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: [are they] not in thy book?
You number my wanderings. You put my tears into your bottle. Aren't they in your book?
My wandering Thou hast counted, Thou -- place Thou my tear in Thy bottle, Are they not in Thy book?
Thou numberest my wanderings: Put thou my tears into thy bottle; Are they not in thy book?
Thou numberest my wanderings: Put thou my tears into thy bottle; Are they not in thy book?
You have seen my wanderings; put the drops from my eyes into your bottle; are they not in your record?
You number my wanderings. You put my tears into your bottle. Aren't they in your book?
You keep track of my misery. Put my tears in your leather container! Are they not recorded in your scroll?
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16For now You number my steps; do You not watch over my sin?
17My transgression is sealed up in a bag, and You sew up my iniquity.
6They gather themselves together, they hide themselves, they mark my steps, waiting for my life.
7Shall they escape by iniquity? In your anger, cast down the peoples, O God.
2I poured out my complaint before Him; I showed Him my trouble.
3When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then You knew my path. In the way where I walked, they secretly laid a snare for me.
3My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually say to me, Where is your God?
1O LORD, You have searched me and known me.
2You know my sitting down and my rising up; You understand my thought from afar.
3You comprehend my path and my lying down, and are acquainted with all my ways.
4For there is not a word on my tongue, but behold, O LORD, You know it altogether.
5You have hedged me behind and before, and laid Your hand upon me.
12Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear to my cry; do not be silent at my tears: for I am a stranger with you, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
16Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed; and in Your book they all were written, the days fashioned for me, when as yet there were none of them.
17How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God! How great is the sum of them!
18If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand; when I awake, I am still with You.
8For You have delivered my soul from death, my eyes from tears, and my feet from falling.
26For you write bitter things against me, and make me inherit the iniquities of my youth.
27You put my feet also in the stocks, and watch closely all my paths; you set a mark upon the soles of my feet.
9When I cry to you, then my enemies will turn back; this I know, because God is for me.
7You are my hiding place; You shall preserve me from trouble; You shall surround me with songs of deliverance. Selah.
4You hold my eyes wide awake: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
5O God, you know my foolishness, and my sins are not hidden from you.
7I will be glad and rejoice in your mercy: for you have considered my trouble; you have known my soul in adversities;
5You feed them with the bread of tears and give them tears to drink in great measure.
56You have heard my voice; do not hide Your ear from my sighing, from my cry for help.
4Does He not see my ways, and count all my steps?
9Lord, all my desire is before you, and my groaning is not hidden from you.
6I am weary with my groaning; all the night I make my bed swim; I drench my couch with my tears.
2For you are the God of my strength; why do you cast me off? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
7Where can I go from Your Spirit? Or where can I flee from Your presence?
8If I ascend into heaven, You are there; if I make my bed in hell, behold, You are there.
20My friends scorn me, but my eye pours out tears to God.
8But my eyes are upon you, O GOD the Lord; in you is my trust; do not leave my soul destitute.
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.
3But You, O LORD, know me; You have seen me and tested my heart toward You. Pull them out like sheep for the slaughter, and prepare them for the day of slaughter.
11He puts my feet in the stocks, He marks all my paths.
9Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: my eye is consumed with grief, yes, my soul and my body.
9I will say to God my rock, Why have You forgotten me? why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
28But I know your abode, and your going out, and your coming in, and your rage against me.
1Preserve me, O God, for in You do I put my trust.
8Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity; for the LORD has heard the voice of my weeping.
3I am weary of my crying; my throat is dry; my eyes fail while I wait for my God.
8Keep me as the apple of the eye; hide me under the shadow of your wings.
21They have heard that I sigh: there is none to comfort me: all my enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that you have done it: you will bring the day that you have promised, and they shall be like me.
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.
136Rivers of water run down from my eyes, because men do not keep Your law.
20I cry to You, and You do not hear me: I stand up, and You regard me not.
17For I am ready to fall, and my sorrow is continually before me.