Psalms 88:9
Mine eye hath grieved because of affliction, I called Thee, O Jehovah, all the day, I have spread out unto Thee my hands.
Mine eye hath grieved because of affliction, I called Thee, O Jehovah, all the day, I have spread out unto Thee my hands.
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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.
7Upon me hath Thy fury lain, And `with' all Thy breakers Thou hast afflicted. Selah.
8Thou hast put mine acquaintance far from me, Thou hast made me an abomination to them, Shut up -- I go not forth.
9Favour me, O Jehovah, for distress `is' to me, Mine eye, my soul, and my body Have become old by provocation.
10For my life hath been consumed in sorrow And my years in sighing. Feeble because of mine iniquity hath been my strength, And my bones have become old.
13And I, unto Thee, O Jehovah, I have cried, And in the morning doth my prayer come before Thee.
14Why, O Jehovah, castest Thou off my soul? Thou hidest Thy face from me.
15I `am' afflicted, and expiring from youth, I have borne Thy terrors -- I pine away.
7Old from provocation is mine eye, It is old because of all mine adversaries,
7And dim from sorrow is mine eye, And my members as a shadow all of them.
3Favour me, O Lord, for to Thee I call all the day.
15Mine eyes `are' continually unto Jehovah, For He bringeth out from a net my feet.
16Turn Thou unto me, and favour me, For lonely and afflicted `am' I.
6I have spread forth my hands unto Thee, My soul `is' as a weary land for Thee. Selah.
8Unto Thee, O Jehovah, I call, And unto Jehovah I make supplication.
3I have been wearied with my calling, Burnt hath been my throat, Consumed have been mine eyes, waiting for my God.
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.
6I have been bent down, I have been bowed down -- unto excess, All the day I have gone mourning.
1By David. Unto Thee, O Jehovah, I call, My rock, be not silent to me! Lest Thou be silent to me, And I have been compared With those going down to the pit.
2Hear the voice of my supplications, In my crying unto Thee, In my lifting up my hands toward thy holy oracle.
16My face is foul with weeping, And on mine eyelids `is' death-shade.
1A Psalm, by David. O Jehovah, I have called Thee, haste to me, Give ear `to' my voice when I call to Thee.
82Consumed have been mine eyes for Thy word, Saying, `When doth it comfort me?'
8I have been feeble and smitten -- unto excess, I have roared from disquietude of heart.
9Lord, before Thee `is' all my desire, And my sighing from Thee hath not been hid.
10My heart `is' panting, my power hath forsaken me, And the light of mine eyes, Even they are not with me.
13Favour me, O Jehovah, See mine affliction by those hating me, Thou who liftest me up from the gates of death,
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.
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!
9I say to God my rock, `Why hast Thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning in the oppression of an enemy?
3My tear hath been to me bread day and night, In their saying unto me all the day, `Where `is' thy God?'
8But to Thee, O Jehovah, my Lord, `are' mine eyes, In Thee I have trusted, Make not bare my soul.
14As a crane -- a swallow -- so I chatter, I mourn as a dove, Drawn up have been mine eyes on high, O Jehovah, oppression `is' on me, be my surety.
16For these I am weeping, My eye, my eye, is running down with waters, For, far from me hath been a comforter, Refreshing my soul, My sons have been desolate, For mighty hath been an enemy.
2My God, I call by day, and Thou answerest not, And by night, and there is no silence to me.
20My interpreter `is' my friend, Unto God hath mine eye dropped:
6I -- I called Thee, for Thou dost answer me, O God, incline Thine ear to me, hear my speech.
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.
4Thou hast taken hold of the watches of mine eyes, I have been moved, and I speak not.
28Mourning I have gone without the sun, I have risen, in an assembly I cry.
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.
4And I -- I said: I have been cast out from before Thine eyes, (Yet I add to look unto Thy holy temple!)
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.
49Mine eye is poured out, And doth not cease without intermission,
8Also when I call and cry out, He hath shut out my prayer.
17For I am ready to halt, And my pain `is' before me continually.