Psalms 142:2
I pour forth before Him my meditation, My distress before Him I declare.
I pour forth before Him my meditation, My distress before Him I declare.
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1An Instruction of David, a Prayer when he is in the cave. My voice `is' unto Jehovah, I cry, My voice `is' unto Jehovah, I entreat grace.
3When my spirit hath been feeble in me, Then Thou hast known my path; In the way `in' which I walk, They have hid a snare for me.
2Attend to me, and answer me, I mourn in my meditation, and make a noise,
1To the Overseer, for Jeduthun. -- A Psalm of Asaph. My voice `is' to God, and I cry, my voice `is' to God, And He hath given ear unto me.
2In a day of my distress the Lord I sought, My hand by night hath been spread out, And it doth not cease, My soul hath refused to be comforted.
3I remember God, and make a noise, I meditate, and feeble is my spirit. Selah.
1A Song of the Ascents. Unto Jehovah in my distress I have called, And He answereth me.
8Unto Thee, O Jehovah, I call, And unto Jehovah I make supplication.
1My soul hath been weary of my life, I leave off my talking to myself, I speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2I say unto God, `Do not condemn me, Let me know why Thou dost strive `with' me.
1A Psalm, by David. O Jehovah, I have called Thee, haste to me, Give ear `to' my voice when I call to Thee.
1A Prayer of the afflicted when he is feeble, and before Jehovah poureth out his plaint. O Jehovah, hear my prayer, yea, my cry to Thee cometh.
2Hide not Thou Thy face from me, In a day of mine adversity, Incline unto me Thine ear, In the day I call, haste, answer me.
24For before my food, my sighing cometh, And poured out as waters `are' my roarings.
9Lord, before Thee `is' all my desire, And my sighing from Thee hath not been hid.
20See, O Jehovah, for distress `is' to me, My bowels have been troubled, Turned hath been my heart in my midst, For I have greatly provoked, From without bereaved hath the sword, In the house `it is' as death.
21They have heard that I have sighed, There is no comforter for me, All my enemies have heard of my calamity, They have rejoiced that Thou hast done `it', Thou hast brought in the day Thou hast called, And they are like to me.
22Come in doth all their evil before Thee, And one is doing to them as Thou hast done to me, For all my transgressions, For many `are' my sighs, and my heart `is' sick!
16And now, in me my soul poureth itself out, Seize me do days of affliction.
16Turn Thou unto me, and favour me, For lonely and afflicted `am' I.
17The distresses of my heart have enlarged themselves, From my distresses bring me out.
9Favour me, O Jehovah, for distress `is' to me, Mine eye, my soul, and my body Have become old by provocation.
1A Song of the Ascents. From depths I have called Thee, Jehovah.
2Lord, hearken to my voice, Thine ears are attentive to the voice of my supplications.
6In mine adversity I call Jehovah, And unto my God I cry. He heareth from His temple my voice, And My cry before Him cometh into His ears.
1A Song, a Psalm, by sons of Korah, to the Overseer, `Concerning the Sickness of Afflictions.' -- An instruction, by Heman the Ezrahite. O Jehovah, God of my salvation, Daily I have cried, nightly before Thee,
2My prayer cometh in before Thee, Incline Thine ear to my loud cry,
3For my soul hath been full of evils, And my life hath come to Sheol.
14For opened were my lips, And my mouth spake in my distress:
22And I -- I have said in my haste, `I have been cut off from before Thine eyes,' But Thou hast heard the voice of my supplications, In my crying unto Thee.
7I rejoice, and am glad in Thy kindness, In that Thou hast seen mine affliction, Thou hast known in adversities my soul.
5I have cried unto thee, O Jehovah, I have said, `Thou `art' my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.'
6Attend Thou unto my loud cry, For I have become very low, Deliver Thou me from my pursuers, For they have been stronger than I.
11Also I -- I withhold not my mouth -- I speak in the distress of my spirit, I talk in the bitterness of my soul.
12And, O Jehovah of Hosts, trier of the righteous, Beholder of reins and heart, I do see Thy vengeance out of them, For unto Thee I have revealed my cause.
4I -- to man `is' my complaint? and if `so', wherefore May not my temper become short?
3Compassed me have cords of death, And straits of Sheol have found me, Distress and sorrow I find.
7In mine adversity I call Jehovah, And unto my God I call, And He heareth from His temple my voice, And my cry `is' in His ears,
2Be attentive to the voice of my cry, My king and my God, For unto Thee I pray habitually.
14As waters I have been poured out, And separated themselves have all my bones, My heart hath been like wax, It is melted in the midst of my bowels.
28Mourning I have gone without the sun, I have risen, in an assembly I cry.
2Also -- to-day `is' my complaint bitter, My hand hath been heavy because of my sighing.
1To the Overseer, on stringed instruments. -- By David. Hear, O God, my loud cry, attend to my prayer.
6I have said to Jehovah, `My God `art' Thou, Hear, Jehovah, the voice of my supplications.'
4And my spirit in me is become feeble, Within me is my heart become desolate.
6I have been bent down, I have been bowed down -- unto excess, All the day I have gone mourning.
17For I am ready to halt, And my pain `is' before me continually.
12Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, And `to' my cry give ear, Unto my tear be not silent, For a sojourner I `am' with Thee, A settler like all my fathers.
17Evening, and morning, and noon, I meditate, and make a noise, and He heareth my voice,
13From above He hath sent fire into my bone, And it subdueth it, He hath spread a net for my feet, He hath turned me backward, He hath made me desolate -- all the day sick.