Psalms 22:11
Don't be far from me, for trouble is near. For there is none to help.
Don't be far from me, for trouble is near. For there is none to help.
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11 saying, "God has forsaken him. Pursue and take him, for no one will rescue him."
12 God, don't be far from me. My God, hurry to help me.
19 But don't be far off, Yahweh. You are my help: hurry to help me.
20 Deliver my soul from the sword, my precious life from the power of the dog.
21 Don't forsake me, Yahweh. My God, don't be far from me.
22 Hurry to help me, Lord, my salvation. For the Chief Musician. For Jeduthun. A Psalm by David.
12 Many bulls have surrounded me. Strong bulls of Bashan have encircled me.
1 My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?
9 But you brought me out of the womb. You made me trust at my mother's breasts.
10 I was thrown on you from my mother's womb. You are my God since my mother bore me.
9 Don't hide your face from me. Don't put your servant away in anger. You have been my help. Don't abandon me, neither forsake me, God of my salvation.
10 When my father and my mother forsake me, then Yahweh will take me up.
10 Hear, Yahweh, and have mercy on me. Yahweh, be my helper."
1 Yahweh, how my adversaries have increased! Many are those who rise up against me.
2 Many there are who say of my soul, "There is no help for him in God." Selah.
16 Turn to me, and have mercy on me, for I am desolate and afflicted.
17 The troubles of my heart are enlarged. Oh bring me out of my distresses.
1 Why do you stand far off, Yahweh? Why do you hide yourself in times of trouble?
22 You have seen it, Yahweh. Don't keep silent. Lord, don't be far from me.
1 Hurry, God, to deliver me. Come quickly to help me, Yahweh.
12 For innumerable evils have surrounded me. My iniquities have overtaken me, so that I am not able to look up. They are more than the hairs of my head. My heart has failed me.
13 Be pleased, Yahweh, to deliver me. Hurry to help me, Yahweh.
20 See, Yahweh; 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.
21 They 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 proclaimed, and they shall be like me.
17 Don't hide your face from your servant, for I am in distress. Answer me speedily!
18 Draw near to my soul, and redeem it. Ransom me because of my enemies.
5 But I am poor and needy. Come to me quickly, God. You are my help and my deliverer. Yahweh, don't delay.
4 Look on my right, and see; for there is no one who is concerned for me. Refuge has fled from me. No one cares for my soul.
12 Give us help against the enemy, for the help of man is vain.
13 Isn't it that I have no help in me, That wisdom is driven quite from me?
11 Give us help against the adversary, for the help of man is vain.
13 You pushed me back hard, to make me fall, but Yahweh helped me.
22 As for me, I said in my haste, "I am cut off from before your eyes." Nevertheless you heard the voice of my petitions when I cried to you.
13 They mar my path, They set forward my calamity, without anyone's help.
2 For you are the God of my strength. Why have you rejected me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
3 The cords of death surrounded me, the pains of Sheol got a hold of me. I found trouble and sorrow.
1 God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.
22 for I am poor and needy. My heart is wounded within me.
26 Help me, Yahweh, my God. Save me according to your loving kindness;
4 Behold, God is my helper. The Lord is the one who sustains my soul.
19 They came on me in the day of my calamity, but Yahweh was my support.
2 lest they tear apart my soul like a lion, ripping it in pieces, while there is none to deliver.
17 But I am poor and needy. May the Lord think about me. You are my help and my deliverer. Don't delay, my God. For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.
9 Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am in distress. My eye, my soul, and my body waste away with grief.
13 Have mercy on me, Yahweh. See my affliction by those who hate me, and lift me up from the gates of death;
17 Don't be a terror to me: you are my refuge in the day of evil.
6 The cords of Sheol were around me. The snares of death caught me.
6 Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need. deliver me from my persecutors, For they are stronger than me.
18 They came on me in the day of my calamity, but Yahweh was my support.
9 Don't reject me in my old age. Don't forsake me when my strength fails.