¹ > Hear my prayer, Yahweh! Let my cry come to you.

² From the end of the earth, I will call to you, when my heart is overwhelmed. Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.

⁶ In my distress I called on Yahweh, And cried to my God. He heard my voice out of his temple, My cry before him came into his ears.

²³ It happened in the course of those many days, that the king of Egypt died, and the children of Israel sighed because of the bondage, and they cried, and their cry came up to God because of the bondage.

¹ > Out of the depths I have cried to you, Yahweh.

² Lord, hear my voice. Let your ears be attentive to the voice of my petitions.

² I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.

³ When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, You knew my path. In the way in which I walk, They have hidden a snare for me.

⁴ Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.

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.

¹⁹ He will fulfill the desire of those who fear him. He also will hear their cry, and will save them.

⁸ Yes, when I cry, and call for help, he shuts out my prayer.

¹⁸ I said, My strength is perished, and my expectation from Yahweh.

¹⁹ Remember my affliction and my misery, the wormwood and the gall.

²⁰ My soul still remembers them, and is bowed down within me.

⁴⁴ You have covered yourself with a cloud, so that no prayer can pass through.

⁴⁴ Being in agony he prayed more earnestly. His sweat became like great drops of blood falling down on the ground.

⁷ He, in the days of his flesh, having offered up prayers and petitions with strong crying and tears to him who was able to save him from death, and having been heard for his godly fear,

¹ > Save me, God, For the waters have come up to my neck!

² I sink in deep mire, where there is no foothold. I have come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.

¹ > Listen to my prayer, God. Don't hide yourself from my supplication.

² Attend to me, and answer me. I am restless in my complaint, and moan,

³ Because of the voice of the enemy, Because of the oppression of the wicked. For they bring suffering on me. In anger they hold a grudge against me.

⁴ My heart is severely pained within me. The terrors of death have fallen on me.

⁵ Fearfulness and trembling have come on me. Horror has overwhelmed me.

¹² "Hear my prayer, Yahweh, and give ear to my cry. Don't be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, A foreigner, as all my fathers were.

²⁷ Then the priests the Levites arose and blessed the people: and their voice was heard, and their prayer came up to his holy habitation, even to heaven.

¹⁶ Tomorrow about this time I will send you a man out of the land of Benjamin, and you shall anoint him to be prince over my people Israel; and he shall save my people out of the hand of the Philistines: for I have looked on my people, because their cry is come to me.

¹⁵ Hannah answered, No, my lord, I am a woman of a sorrowful spirit: I have drunk neither wine nor strong drink, but I poured out my soul before Yahweh.

¹⁶ Don't count your handmaid for a wicked woman; for out of the abundance of my complaint and my provocation have I spoken hitherto.

¹⁶ They put away the foreign gods from among them, and served Yahweh; and his soul was grieved for the misery of Israel.

² Listen to the voice of my cry, my King and my God; For to you do I pray.

¹ > Blessed is he who considers the poor: Yahweh will deliver him in the day of evil.

² Yahweh will preserve him, and keep him alive, He shall be blessed on the earth, And he will not surrender him to the will of his enemies.

³³ He took with him Peter, James, and John, and began to be greatly troubled and distressed.

³⁴ He said to them, "My soul is exceedingly sorrowful, even to death. Stay here, and watch."

³ I remember God, and I groan. I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. Selah.

⁸ Trust in him at all times, you people. Pour out your heart before him. God is a refuge for us. Selah.

¹ > Be merciful to me, God, be merciful to me, For my soul takes refuge in you. Yes, in the shadow of your wings, I will take refuge, Until disaster has passed.

² I cry out to God Most High, To God who accomplishes my requests for me.

³ He will send from heaven, and save me, He rebukes the one who is pursuing me. Selah. God will send out his loving kindness and his truth.

⁴ These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, How I used to go with the crowd, and led them to the house of God, With the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping a holy day.

⁵ "Because of the oppression of the weak and because of the groaning of the needy, I will now arise," says Yahweh; "I will set him in safety from those who malign him."