Why are you so far from saving me,
so far from the words of my groaning?
O my God, I cry out by day, but you do not answer,
by night, and am not silent...
Do not be far from me,
for trouble is near
and there is no one to help...
They divide my garments among them
and cast lots for my clothing.
But you, O lord, be not far off;
O my Strength, come quickly to help me.
Ps. 25 Turn to me and be gracious to me,
for I am lonely and afflicted.
The troubles of my heart have multiplied;
free me from my anguish.
Look upon my affliction and my distress
and take away all my sins.
Ps. 31 Be strong and take heart,
all you who hope in the Lord.
Ps. 32 You are my hiding place;
you will protect me from trouble
and surround me with songs of deliverance.
Ps. 34 The Lord is close to the brokenhearted
and saves those who are crushed in spirit.
Ps. 38 All my longings lie open before you, O Lord;
my sighing is not hidden from you.
My heart pounds, my strength fails me...
My friends and companions avoid me because of my wounds;
my neighbors stay far away.
I am like a deaf man, who cannot hear, like a mute, who cannot open his mouth;
Ps. 39 I said, I will watch my ways and keep my tongue from sin;
I will put a muzzle on my mouth...
But when I was silent and still, not even saying anything good,
my anguish increased.
My heart grew hot within me, and as I meditated, the fire burned;
then I spoke with my tongue:
Show me, O Lord, my life's end
and the number of my days;
let me know how fleeting is my life...
But now, Lord, what do I look for?
My hope is in you.
Save me from all my transgressions;
do not make me the scorn of fools.
Ps. 40 I waited patiently for the Lord;
he turned to me and heard my cry.
he lifted me out of the slimy pit,
out of the mud and mire;
he set my feet on a rock
and gave me a firm place to stand.
He put a NEW SONG in my mouth,
a hymn of praise to our God.
Many will see and fear
and put their trust in the Lord.
Ps. 41 I said, 'Lord, have mercy on me;
heal me, for I have sinned against you.'
My enemies say of me in malice,
When will he DIE and his name perish?
Whenever one comes to see me,
he speaks falsely, while his heart gathers slander;
then he goes out and spreads it abroad.
All my enemies whisper together against me;
they imagine the worst for me, saying,
'A vile disease has beset him;
he will never get up from the place where he lies.'
Even my close friend,
whom I trusted, he who shared my bread,
has lifted up his heel against me.
Ps. 42 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.
When can I go and meet with God?
My tears have been my food day and night,
while men say to me all day long, 'Where is your God?'
By day the Lord directs his love,
at night his song is with me-
a prayer to the God of my life.
Why are you downcast, O my soul?
Why so disturbed within me?
Put your hope in God,
for I will yet praise him,
my Savior and my God.
Ps. 55 But I call to God,
and the Lord saves me.
Evening, morning and noon
I cry out in distress
and he hears my voice.
Ps. 56 My slanderers pursue me all day long...
All day long they twist my words;
they are always plotting to harm me.
Ps. 57 Have mercy on me, O God..
I will take refuge in the shadow of your wings
until the disaster has passed.
Ps. 61 lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
Ps. 62 My soul finds rest in God alone;
One thing God has spoken,
two things have I heard;
that you, O God, are strong,
and that you, O Lord, are loving.
Ps. 66 If I had CHERISHED sin in my heart,
the Lord would not have listened;
but God has surely listened and heard my voice in prayer.
Praise be to God,
who has not rejected my prayer
or withheld his love from me!
Ps. 70 Do not cast me away when I am old;
do not forsake me when my strength is gone.
For my enemies speak against me;
those who wait to kill me conspire together.
They say, 'God has forsaken him;
pursue him and seize him,
for no one will rescue him.'
Ps. 71 Though you have made me see troubles, many and bitter,
you WILL restore my life again.
I will praise you with the harp
for your faithfulness, O my God;
I will sing praise to you with the lyre...
My lips will shout for joy
when I sing praise to you-
I, whom you have redeemed.
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