Answer me quickly, O Lord! My spirit fails! Hide not your face from me, lest I be like those who go down to the pit.
Hide not your face from your servant, for I am in distress; make haste to answer me.
Of David. To you, O Lord, I call; my rock, be not deaf to me, lest, if you be silent to me, I become like those who go down to the pit.
Hide not your face from me. Turn not your servant away in anger, O you who have been my help. Cast me not off; forsake me not, O God of my salvation!
O God, be not far from me; O my God, make haste to help me!
For Sheol does not thank you; death does not praise you; those who go down to the pit do not hope for your faithfulness.
Do not hide your face from me in the day of my distress! Incline your ear to me; answer me speedily in the day when I call!
I am counted among those who go down to the pit; I am a man who has no strength, like one set loose among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, like those whom you remember no more, for they are cut off from your hand. You have put me in the depths of the pit, in the regions dark and deep.
But I am poor and needy; hasten to me, O God! You are my help and my deliverer; O Lord, do not delay!
I am weary with my crying out; my throat is parched. My eyes grow dim with waiting for my God.
people fainting with fear and with foreboding of what is coming on the world. For the powers of the heavens will be shaken.
For I will not contend forever, nor will I always be angry; for the spirit would grow faint before me, and the breath of life that I made.
I will wait for the Lord, who is hiding his face from the house of Jacob, and I will hope in him.
Do you work wonders for the dead? Do the departed rise up to praise you? Selah Is your steadfast love declared in the grave, or your faithfulness in Abaddon?
As for me, I am poor and needy, but the Lord takes thought for me. You are my help and my deliverer; do not delay, O my God!
For evils have encompassed me beyond number; my iniquities have overtaken me, and I cannot see; they are more than the hairs of my head; my heart fails me. Be pleased, O Lord, to deliver me! O Lord, make haste to help me!
For he has not despised or abhorred the affliction of the afflicted, and he has not hidden his face from him, but has heard, when he cried to him.
To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. How long, O Lord? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me? How long must I take counsel in my soul and have sorrow in my heart all the day? How long shall my enemy be exalted over me? Consider and answer me, O Lord my God; light up my eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death, lest my enemy say, “I have prevailed over him,” lest my foes rejoice because I am shaken.
My soul longs, yes, faints for the courts of the Lord; my heart and flesh sing for joy to the living God.
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