Psalms 71:9
Don't reject me in my old age. Don't forsake me when my strength fails.
Don't reject me in my old age. Don't forsake me when my strength fails.
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17 God, you have taught me from my youth. Until now, I have declared your wondrous works.
18 Yes, even when I am old and gray-haired, God, don't forsake me, Until I have declared your strength to the next generation, Your might to everyone who is to come.
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.
21 Don't forsake me, Yahweh. My God, don't be far from me.
10 For my enemies talk about me. Those who watch for my soul conspire together,
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.
11 Don't throw me from your presence, And don't take your holy Spirit from me.
23 He weakened my strength along the course. He shortened my days.
24 I said, "My God, don't take me away in the midst of my days. Your years are throughout all generations.
13 Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, Before I go away, and be no more."
19 But don't be far off, Yahweh. You are my help: hurry to help me.
8 I will observe your statutes. Don't utterly forsake me.
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?
2 Of what use is the strength of their hands to me, Men in whom ripe age has perished?
9 Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am in distress. My eye, my soul, and my body waste away with grief.
10 For my life is spent with sorrow, My years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.
8 For my eyes are on you, Yahweh, the Lord. In you, I take refuge. Don't leave my soul destitute.
26 My flesh and my heart fails, But God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.
10 My heart throbs. My strength fails me. As for the light of my eyes, it has also left me.
7 Hurry to answer me, Yahweh. My spirit fails. Don't hide your face from me, So that I don't become like those who go down into the pit.
25 I have been young, and now am old, Yet I have not seen the righteous forsaken, Nor his children begging for bread.
11 Don't withhold your tender mercies from me, Yahweh. Let your loving kindness and your truth continually preserve me.
14 Yahweh, why do you reject my soul? Why do you hide your face from me?
10 Then I thought, "I will appeal to this: The years of the right hand of the Most High."
7 "Will the Lord reject us forever? Will he be favorable no more?
20 Why do you forget us forever, [And] forsake us so long time?
4 Pluck me out of the net that they have laid secretly for me, For you are my stronghold.
8 My mouth shall be filled with your praise, With your honor all the day.
10 I said, In the noontide of my days I shall go into the gates of Sheol: I am deprived of the residue of my years.
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.
1 > How long, Yahweh? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me?
11 Don't be far from me, for trouble is near. For there is none to help.
15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have brought me into the dust of death.
21 Withdraw your hand far from me; And don't let your terror make me afraid.
11 My days are like a long shadow. I have withered like grass.
14 For Yahweh won't reject his people, Neither will he forsake his inheritance.
9 I will ask God, my rock, "Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?"
15 My times are in your hand. Deliver me from the hand of my enemies, and from those who persecute me.
12 My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me as a shepherd's tent: I have rolled up, like a weaver, my life; he will cut me off from the loom: From day even to night will you make an end of me.
49 Lord, where are your former loving kindnesses, Which you swore to David in your faithfulness?
13 "Oh that you would hide me in Sheol, That you would keep me secret, until your wrath is past, That you would appoint me a set time, and remember me!
1 > Preserve me, God, for in you do I take refuge.
17 Don't be a terror to me: you are my refuge in the day of evil.
31 For the Lord will not cast off forever.
17 You have removed my soul far off from peace; I forgot prosperity.
5 For you are my hope, Lord Yahweh; My confidence from my youth.
11 Don't let the foot of pride come against me. Don't let the hand of the wicked drive me away.
13 Isn't it that I have no help in me, That wisdom is driven quite from me?