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  • Psalms 61:2
    From the ends of the earth, I cry to you for help when my heart is overwhelmed. Lead me to the towering rock of safety,
  • Job 31:23
    That would be better than facing God’s judgment. For if the majesty of God opposes me, what hope is there?
  • Lamentations 3:39
    Then why should we, mere humans, complain when we are punished for our sins?
  • Psalms 55:4-5
    My heart pounds in my chest. The terror of death assaults me.Fear and trembling overwhelm me, and I can’t stop shaking.
  • Psalms 143:4-5
    I am losing all hope; I am paralyzed with fear.I remember the days of old. I ponder all your great works and think about what you have done.
  • Job 6:4
    For the Almighty has struck me down with his arrows. Their poison infects my spirit. God’s terrors are lined up against me.
  • Psalms 43:5
    Why am I discouraged? Why is my heart so sad? I will put my hope in God! I will praise him again— my Savior and my God!
  • Lamentations 3:17
    Peace has been stripped away, and I have forgotten what prosperity is.
  • Job 23:15-16
    No wonder I am so terrified in his presence. When I think of it, terror grips me.God has made me sick at heart; the Almighty has terrified me.
  • Psalms 142:2-3
    I pour out my complaints before him and tell him all my troubles.When I am overwhelmed, you alone know the way I should turn. Wherever I go, my enemies have set traps for me.
  • Psalms 42:5
    Why am I discouraged? Why is my heart so sad? I will put my hope in God! I will praise him again— my Savior and
  • Psalms 42:11
    Why am I discouraged? Why is my heart so sad? I will put my hope in God! I will praise him again— my Savior and my God!
  • Psalms 102:3-28
    For my days disappear like smoke, and my bones burn like red hot coals.My heart is sick, withered like grass, and I have lost my appetite.Because of my groaning, I am reduced to skin and bones.I am like an owl in the desert, like a little owl in a far off wilderness.I lie awake, lonely as a solitary bird on the roof.My enemies taunt me day after day. They mock and curse me.I eat ashes for food. My tears run down into my drinkbecause of your anger and wrath. For you have picked me up and thrown me out.My life passes as swiftly as the evening shadows. I am withering away like grass.But you, O Lord, will sit on your throne forever. Your fame will endure to every generation.You will arise and have mercy on Jerusalem— and now is the time to pity her, now is the time you promised to help.For your people love every stone in her walls and cherish even the dust in her streets.Then the nations will tremble before the Lord. The kings of the earth will tremble before his glory.For the Lord will rebuild Jerusalem. He will appear in his glory.He will listen to the prayers of the destitute. He will not reject their pleas.Let this be recorded for future generations, so that a people not yet born will praise the Lord.Tell them the Lord looked down from his heavenly sanctuary. He looked down to earth from heavento hear the groans of the prisoners, to release those condemned to die.And so the Lord’s fame will be celebrated in Zion, his praises in Jerusalem,when multitudes gather together and kingdoms come to worship the Lord.He broke my strength in midlife, cutting short my days.But I cried to him,“ O my God, who lives forever, don’t take my life while I am so young!Long ago you laid the foundation of the earth and made the heavens with your hands.They will perish, but you remain forever; they will wear out like old clothing. You will change them like a garment and discard them.But you are always the same; you will live forever.The children of your people will live in security. Their children’s children will thrive in your presence.”
  • Jeremiah 17:17
    Lord, don’t terrorize me! You alone are my hope in the day of disaster.
  • Psalms 88:3-18
    For my life is full of troubles, and death draws near.I am as good as dead, like a strong man with no strength left.They have left me among the dead, and I lie like a corpse in a grave. I am forgotten, cut off from your care.You have thrown me into the lowest pit, into the darkest depths.Your anger weighs me down; with wave after wave you have engulfed me. InterludeYou have driven my friends away by making me repulsive to them. I am in a trap with no way of escape.My eyes are blinded by my tears. Each day I beg for your help, O Lord; I lift my hands to you for mercy.Are your wonderful deeds of any use to the dead? Do the dead rise up and praise you? InterludeCan those in the grave declare your unfailing love? Can they proclaim your faithfulness in the place of destruction?Can the darkness speak of your wonderful deeds? Can anyone in the land of forgetfulness talk about your righteousness?O Lord, I cry out to you. I will keep on pleading day by day.O Lord, why do you reject me? Why do you turn your face from me?I have been sick and close to death since my youth. I stand helpless and desperate before your terrors.Your fierce anger has overwhelmed me. Your terrors have paralyzed me.They swirl around me like floodwaters all day long. They have engulfed me completely.You have taken away my companions and loved ones. Darkness is my closest friend.
  • Job 7:11
    “ I cannot keep from speaking. I must express my anguish. My bitter soul must complain.