Bible Verses About Prayer Under Affliction

Incline, O Jehovah, Thine ear, and hear; open, O Jehovah, Thine eyes, and see; and hear Thou the words of Sennacherib with which he hath sent him to reproach the living God.

And now, O Jehovah our God, save us, we pray Thee, out of his hand, and know do all kingdoms of the earth that Thou art Jehovah God--Thyself alone.'

`O our God, dost Thou not execute judgment upon them? for there is no power in us before this great multitude that hath come against us, and we know not what we do, but on Thee are our eyes.'

`And now, O our God--God, the great, the mighty, and the fearful, keeping the covenant and the kindness--let not all the travail that hath found us be little before Thee, for our kings, for our heads, and for our priests, and for our prophets, and for our fathers, and for all Thy people, from the days of the kings of Asshur unto this day;

Shew me, and I--I keep silent, And what I have erred, let me understand.

I say unto God, `Do not condemn me, Let me know why Thou dost strive with me.

How many iniquities and sins have I? My transgression and my sin let me know.

Why dost Thou hide Thy face? And reckonest me for an enemy to Thee?

Besides that which I see, shew Thou me, If iniquity I have done--I do not add?'

Many are saying, `Who doth show us good?' Lift on us the light of Thy face, O Jehovah,

Favour me, O Jehovah, for I am weak, Heal me, O Jehovah, For troubled have been my bones,

Favour me, O Jehovah, See mine affliction by those hating me, Thou who liftest me up from the gates of death,

Why, Jehovah, dost Thou stand at a distance? Thou dost hide in times of adversity,

Keep me as the apple, the daughter of the eye; In shadow of Thy wings thou dost hide me.

From the face of the wicked who spoiled me. Mine enemies in soul go round against me.

The distresses of my heart have enlarged themselves, From my distresses bring me out.

Redeem Israel, O God, from all his distresses!

Shew me, O Jehovah, Thy way, And lead me in a path of uprightness, For the sake of my beholders.

`Cause me to know, O Jehovah, mine end, And the measure of my days--what it is ,' I know how frail I am .

From all my transgressions deliver me, A reproach of the fool make me not.

Turn aside from off me Thy stroke, From the striving of Thy hand I have been consumed.

Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, And to my cry give ear, Unto my tear be not silent, For a sojourner I am with Thee, A settler like all my fathers.

Look from me, and I brighten up before I go and am not!

To the Overseer. --A Psalm of David, in the coming in unto him of Nathan the prophet, when he hath gone in unto Bath-Sheba. Favour me, O God, according to Thy kindness, According to the abundance of Thy mercies, Blot out my transgressions.

Thou causest me to hear joy and gladness, Thou makest joyful bones Thou hast bruised.