Psalms 109:22 - Compare All Versions

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Oh, GOD, my Lord, step in; work a miracle for me—you can do it! Get me out of here—your love is so great!— I’m at the end of my rope, my life in ruins. I’m fading away to nothing, passing away, my youth gone, old before my time. I’m weak from hunger and can hardly stand up, my body a rack of skin and bones. I’m a joke in poor taste to those who see me; they take one look and shake their heads.

For I am poor and needy, And my heart is wounded within me.

For I am afflicted and needy, And my heart is wounded within me.

I am poor and helpless and very sad.

For I am poor and needy, And my heart is wounded within me.

For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.

For I am poor and needy, And my heart is wounded within me.

For I am suffering and needy, And my heart is wounded within me.

For I am poor and needy, and my heart is full of pain.

I’m so broken, needy and hurting. My heart is pierced through and I’m so wounded.

For I am poor and needy, and my heart is stricken within me.