Psalms 22:19
Hebrew Text— Psalms 22:19But don’t be far off, Yahweh. You are my help. Hurry to help me!
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Don’t hide your face from your servant, for I am in distress. Answer me speedily!
The poor and needy seek water, and there is none. Their tongue fails for thirst. I, Yahweh, will answer them. I, the God of Israel, will not forsake them.
Yahweh said, “I have surely seen the affliction of my people who are in Egypt, and have heard their cry because of their taskmasters, for I know their sorrows.
My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?
To you, Yahweh, I call. My rock, don’t be deaf to me, lest, if you are silent to me, I would become like those who go down into the pit.
Therefore he brought down their heart with labor. They fell down, and there was no one to help.
Those who strive with Yahweh shall be broken to pieces. He will thunder against them in the sky. “Yahweh will judge the ends of the earth. He will give strength to his king, and exalt the horn of his anointed.”
“If I go east, he is not there; if west, I can’t find him;
But as for me, I will walk in my integrity. Redeem me, and be merciful to me.
Yahweh is my strength and my shield. My heart has trusted in him, and I am helped. Therefore my heart greatly rejoices. With my song I will thank him.
Bow down your ear to me. Deliver me speedily. Be to me a strong rock, a house of defense to save me.
This poor man cried, and Yahweh heard him, and saved him out of all his troubles.
Many, Yahweh, my God, are the wonderful works which you have done, and your thoughts which are toward us. They can’t be declared back to you. If I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be counted.
For he will deliver the needy when he cries; the poor, who has no helper.
God, don’t keep silent. Don’t keep silent, and don’t be still, God.
Hear, Yahweh, and answer me, for I am poor and needy.
strengthened with all power, according to the might of his glory, for all endurance and perseverance with joy,
So that with good courage we say, “The Lord is my helper. I will not fear. What can man do to me?”
casting all your worries on him, because he cares for you.
We love him, because he first loved us.
Why do you hide your face, and consider me your enemy?
He works to the north, but I can’t see him. He turns south, but I can’t catch a glimpse of him.
When he gives quietness, who then can condemn? When he hides his face, who then can see him? He is over a nation or a man alike,
that I may show all of your praise. I will rejoice in your salvation in the gates of the daughter of Zion.
Don’t be far from me, for trouble is near. For there is no one to help.
For in the day of trouble, he will keep me secretly in his pavilion. In the secret place of his tabernacle, he will hide me. He will lift me up on a rock.
Don’t hide your face from me. Don’t put your servant away in anger. You have been my help. Don’t abandon me, neither forsake me, God of my salvation.
You, Yahweh, when you favored me, made my mountain stand strong; but when you hid your face, I was troubled.
Many are the afflictions of the righteous, but Yahweh delivers him out of them all.
A revelation is within my heart about the disobedience of the wicked: “There is no fear of God before his eyes.”
Don’t forsake me, Yahweh. My God, don’t be far from me.
Hurry to help me, Lord, my salvation.
Why do you hide your face, and forget our affliction and our oppression?
Behold, God is my helper. The Lord is the one who sustains my soul.
Then my enemies shall turn back in the day that I call. I know this: that God is for me.
God, why have you rejected us forever? Why does your anger smolder against the sheep of your pasture?
Yahweh, why do you reject my soul? Why do you hide your face from me?
for I am poor and needy. My heart is wounded within me.
I cry with my voice to Yahweh. With my voice, I ask Yahweh for mercy.
You hope of Israel, its Savior in the time of trouble, why should you be as a foreigner in the land, and as a wayfaring man who turns aside to stay for a night?
You who have purer eyes than to see evil, and who cannot look on perversity, why do you tolerate those who deal treacherously, and keep silent when the wicked swallows up the man who is more righteous than he,
I can do all things through Christ, who strengthens me.
The name of the other was Eliezer, for he said, “My father’s God was my help and delivered me from Pharaoh’s sword.”
For Yahweh will judge his people, and have compassion on his servants, when he sees that their power is gone; that there is no one remaining, shut up or left at large.
Behold, as your life was respected today in my eyes, so let my life be respected in Yahweh’s eyes, and let him deliver me out of all oppression.”
When the king lived in his house, and Yahweh had given him rest from all his enemies all around,
Nathan said to David, “You are the man. This is what Yahweh, the God of Israel, says: ‘I anointed you king over Israel, and I delivered you out of the hand of Saul.
Then on that day David first ordained to give thanks to Yahweh, by the hand of Asaph and his brothers.
I have been with you wherever you have gone, and have cut off all your enemies from before you. I will make you a name like the name of the great ones who are in the earth.
“Yet I have set my King on my holy hill of Zion.”
Why do you stand far off, Yahweh? Why do you hide yourself in times of trouble?
I love you, Yahweh, my strength.
Save, Yahweh! Let the King answer us when we call!
The king rejoices in your strength, Yahweh! How greatly he rejoices in your salvation!
Your hand will find out all of your enemies. Your right hand will find out those who hate you.
You have seen it, Yahweh. Don’t keep silent. Lord, don’t be far from me.
“Hear my prayer, Yahweh, and give ear to my cry. Don’t be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, a foreigner, as all my fathers were.
Be pleased, Yahweh, to deliver me. Hurry to help me, Yahweh.
But I am poor and needy. May the Lord think about me. You are my help and my deliverer. Don’t delay, my God.
For you have been my help. I will rejoice in the shadow of your wings.
But the king shall rejoice in God. Everyone who swears by him will praise him, for the mouth of those who speak lies shall be silenced.
Draw near to my soul and redeem it. Ransom me because of my enemies.
But I am poor and needy. Come to me quickly, God. You are my help and my deliverer. Yahweh, don’t delay.
God, don’t be far from me. My God, hurry to help me.
How long, Yahweh? Will you hide yourself forever? Will your wrath burn like fire?
Oh come, let’s sing to Yahweh. Let’s shout aloud to the rock of our salvation!
Don’t hide your face from me in the day of my distress. Turn your ear to me. Answer me quickly in the day when I call.
Your statutes have been my songs in the house where I live.
Yahweh, I have called on you. Come to me quickly! Listen to my voice when I call to you.
“Behold, it is written before me: I will not keep silence, but will repay, yes, I will repay into their bosom,
For David, after he had in his own generation served the counsel of God, fell asleep, was laid with his fathers, and saw decay.
looking to Jesus, the author and perfecter of faith, who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising its shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.