Psalms 88:13 - Compare All Versions

Deildu

I’m standing my ground, GOD, shouting for help, at my prayers every morning, on my knees each daybreak. Why, GOD, do you turn a deaf ear? Why do you make yourself scarce? For as long as I remember I’ve been hurting; I’ve taken the worst you can hand out, and I’ve had it. Your wildfire anger has blazed through my life; I’m bleeding, black-and-blue. You’ve attacked me fiercely from every side, raining down blows till I’m nearly dead. You made lover and neighbor alike dump me; the only friend I have left is Darkness.

But unto thee have I cried, O LORD; And in the morning shall my prayer prevent thee.

But I, O LORD, have cried out to You for help, And in the morning my prayer comes before You.

But, LORD, I have called out to you for help; every morning I pray to you.

But unto thee, O Jehovah, have I cried; And in the morning shall my prayer come before thee.

But I cry to you for help, LORD; in the morning my prayer comes before you.

But to You I have cried out, O LORD, And in the morning my prayer comes before You.

¶But I have cried out to You, O LORD, for help; And in the morning my prayer will come to You.

O LORD, I cry out to you. I will keep on pleading day by day.

Lord, you know my prayer before I even whisper it. At each and every sunrise you will continue to hear my cry until you answer.

But I, O LORD, cry to you; in the morning my prayer comes before you.