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O LORD God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before thee:
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GOD, you're my last chance of the day. I spend the night on my knees before you.
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O LORD, the God who saves me, day and night I cry out before you.
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O LORD, God of my salvation, I have cried out day and night before You.
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O LORD, God of my salvation, I have cried out to you day and night.
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Let my prayer come before thee: incline thine ear unto my cry;
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Put me on your salvation agenda; take notes on the trouble I'm in.
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May my prayer come before you; turn your ear to my cry.
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Let my prayer come before You; Incline Your ear to my cry.
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Now hear my prayer; listen to my cry.
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For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.
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I've had my fill of trouble; I'm camped on the edge of hell.
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For my soul is full of trouble and my life draws near the grave.
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For my soul is full of troubles, And my life draws near to the grave.
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For my life is full of troubles, and death draws near.
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I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength:
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I'm written off as a lost cause, one more statistic, a hopeless case.
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I am counted among those who go down to the pit; I am like a man without strength.
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I am counted with those who go down to the pit; I am like a man who has no strength,
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I have been dismissed as one who is dead, like a strong man with no strength left.
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Free among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more: and they are cut off from thy hand.
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Abandoned as already dead, one more body in a stack of corpses, And not so much as a gravestone--I'm a black hole in oblivion.
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I am set apart with the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more, who are cut off from your care.
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Adrift among the dead, Like the slain who lie in the grave, Whom You remember no more, And who are cut off from Your hand.
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They have abandoned me to death, and I am as good as dead. I am forgotten, cut off from your care.
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Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the deeps.
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You've dropped me into a bottomless pit, sunk me in a pitch-black abyss.
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You have put me in the lowest pit, in the darkest depths.
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You have laid me in the lowest pit, In darkness, in the depths.
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You have thrust me down to the lowest pit, into the darkest depths.
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Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, and thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. Selah.
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I'm battered senseless by your rage, relentlessly pounded by your waves of anger.
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Your wrath lies heavily upon me; you have overwhelmed me with all your waves. Selah
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Your wrath lies heavy upon me, And You have afflicted me with all Your waves.Selah
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Your anger lies heavy on me; wave after wave engulfs me.
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Thou hast put away mine acquaintance far from me; thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.
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You turned my friends against me, made me horrible to them. I'm caught in a maze and can't find my way out,
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You have taken from me my closest friends and have made me repulsive to them. I am confined and cannot escape;
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You have put away my acquaintances far from me; You have made me an abomination to them; I am shut up, and I cannot get out;
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You have caused my friends to loathe me; you have sent them all away. I am in a trap with no way of escape.
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Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: LORD, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.
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blinded by tears of pain and frustration. I call to you, GOD; all day I call. I wring my hands, I plead for help.
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my eyes are dim with grief. I call to you, O LORD, every day; I spread out my hands to you.
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My eye wastes away because of affliction. LORD, I have called daily upon You; I have stretched out my hands to You.
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My eyes are blinded by my tears. Each day I beg for your help, O LORD; I lift my pleading hands to you for mercy.
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Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead? shall the dead arise and praise thee? Selah.
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Are the dead a live audience for your miracles? Do ghosts ever join the choirs that praise you?
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Do you show your wonders to the dead? Do those who are dead rise up and praise you? Selah
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Will You work wonders for the dead? Shall the dead arise and praise You?Selah
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Of what use to the dead are your miracles? Do the dead get up and praise you?
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Shall thy lovingkindness be declared in the grave? or thy faithfulness in destruction?
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Does your love make any difference in a graveyard? Is your faithful presence noticed in the corridors of hell?
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Is your love declared in the grave, your faithfulness in Destruction?
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Shall Your lovingkindness be declared in the grave? Or Your faithfulness in the place of destruction?
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Can those in the grave declare your unfailing love? In the place of destruction, can they proclaim your faithfulness?
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Shall thy wonders be known in the dark? and thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
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Are your marvelous wonders ever seen in the dark, your righteous ways noticed in the Land of No Memory?
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Are your wonders known in the place of darkness, or your righteous deeds in the land of oblivion?
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Shall Your wonders be known in the dark? And Your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
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Can the darkness speak of your miracles? Can anyone in the land of forgetfulness talk about your righteousness?
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But unto thee have I cried, O LORD; and in the morning shall my prayer prevent thee.
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I'm standing my ground, GOD, shouting for help, at my prayers every morning, on my knees each daybreak.
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But I cry to you for help, O LORD; in the morning my prayer comes before you.
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But to You I have cried out, O LORD, And in the morning my prayer comes before You.
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O LORD, I cry out to you. I will keep on pleading day by day.
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LORD, why castest thou off my soul? why hidest thou thy face from me?
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Why, GOD, do you turn a deaf ear? Why do you make yourself scarce?
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Why, O LORD, do you reject me and hide your face from me?
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LORD, why do You cast off my soul? Why do You hide Your face from me?
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O LORD, why do you reject me? Why do you turn your face away from me?
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I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: while I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.
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For as long as I remember I've been hurting; I've taken the worst you can hand out, and I've had it.
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From my youth I have been afflicted and close to death; I have suffered your terrors and am in despair.
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I have been afflicted and ready to die from my youth; I suffer Your terrors; I am distraught.
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I have been sickly and close to death since my youth. I stand helpless and desperate before your terrors.
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Thy fierce wrath goeth over me; thy terrors have cut me off.
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Your wildfire anger has blazed through my life; I'm bleeding, black and blue.
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Your wrath has swept over me; your terrors have destroyed me.
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Your fierce wrath has gone over me; Your terrors have cut me off.
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Your fierce anger has overwhelmed me. Your terrors have cut me off.
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They came round about me daily like water; they compassed me about together.
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You've attacked me fiercely from every side, raining down blows till I'm nearly dead.
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All day long they surround me like a flood; they have completely engulfed me.
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They came around me all day long like water; They engulfed me altogether.
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They swirl around me like floodwaters all day long. They have encircled me completely.
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Lover and friend hast thou put far from me, and mine acquaintance into darkness.
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You made lover and neighbor alike dump me; the only friend I have left is Darkness. An Ethan prayer
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You have taken my companions and loved ones from me; the darkness is my closest friend.
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Loved one and friend You have put far from me, And my acquaintances into darkness.
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You have taken away my companions and loved ones; only darkness remains.
