Bible Verses About Prayer

Answer me, LORD, for your loving kindness is good. According to the multitude of your tender mercies, turn to me.

Let their eyes be darkened, so that they can’t see. Let their backs be continually bent.

Pour out your indignation on them. Let the fierceness of your anger overtake them.

Charge them with crime upon crime. Don’t let them come into your righteousness.

Let them be blotted out of the book of life, and not be written with the righteous.

For the LORD hears the needy, and doesn’t despise his captive people.

Let them be disappointed and confounded who seek my soul. Let those who desire my ruin be turned back in disgrace.

Let them be turned because of their shame Who say, “Aha! Aha!”

But I am poor and needy. Come to me quickly, God. You are my help and my deliverer. LORD, don’t delay.

Let my accusers be disappointed and consumed. Let them be covered with disgrace and scorn who want to harm me.

Yes, even when I am old and gray-haired, God, don’t forsake me, until I have declared your strength to the next generation, your might to everyone who is to come.

But it is good for me to come close to God. I have made the Lord the LORD my refuge, that I may tell of all your works.

How long, God, shall the adversary reproach? Shall the enemy blaspheme your name forever?

Why do you draw back your hand, even your right hand? Take it out of your pocket and consume them!

Remember this, that the enemy has mocked you, LORD. Foolish people have blasphemed your name.

Honor your covenant, for haunts of violence fill the dark places of the earth.

Don’t let the oppressed return ashamed. Let the poor and needy praise your name.

Arise, God! Plead your own cause. Remember how the foolish man mocks you all day.

Don’t forget the voice of your adversaries. The tumult of those who rise up against you ascends continually.

My cry goes to God! Indeed, I cry to God for help, and for him to listen to me.

In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord. My hand was stretched out in the night, and didn’t get tired. My soul refused to be comforted.

Why should the nations say, “Where is their God?” Let it be known among the nations, before our eyes, that vengeance for your servants’ blood is being poured out.

Let the sighing of the prisoner come before you. According to the greatness of your power, preserve those who are sentenced to death.

Pay back to our neighbors seven times into their bosom their reproach with which they have reproached you, Lord.

LORD God of Hosts, How long will you be angry against the prayer of your people?