Psalm 143:7 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

⁷ Haste, Lord, to hear, my spirit fails: hide not thy face from me; Lest like to them I do become that go down to the dust.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

⁷ Hear me speedily, O LORD: my spirit faileth: Hide not thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit.

Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

⁷ Answer me speedily, O Lord, for my spirit fails; hide not Your face from me, lest I become like those who go down into the pit (the grave).

American Standard Version (1901)

⁷ Make haste to answer me, O Jehovah; my spirit faileth: Hide not thy face from me, Lest I become like them that go down into the pit.

Common English Bible

⁷ Answer me, LORD—and quickly! My breath is fading. Don’t hide your face from me or I’ll be like those going down to the pit!

Catholic Public Domain Version

⁷ Send forth your hand from on high: rescue me, and free me from many waters, from the hand of the sons of foreigners.

Psalm 143:7 Referencias Cruzadas

Psalm 69:17

Nor from thy servant hide thy face: I'm troubled, soon attend.

Psalm 28:1

To thee I'll cry, O Lord, my rock; hold not thy peace to me; Lest like those that to pit descend I by thy silence be.

Psalm 27:9

Far from me hide not thou thy face; put not away from thee Thy servant in thy wrath: thou hast an helper been to me. O God of my salvation, leave me not, nor forsake:

Psalm 71:12

Be thou not far from me, my God: thy speedy help I crave.

Psalm 102:2

And in the day of my distress hide not thy face from me. Give ear to me; what time I call, to answer me make haste:

Psalm 69:3

I weary with my crying am, my throat is also dry'd; Mine eyes do fail, while for my God I waiting do abide.

Psalm 70:5

I poor and needy am; come, Lord, and make no stay: My help thou and deliv'rer art; O Lord, make no delay.

Psalm 40:17

I'm poor and needy, yet the Lord of me a care doth take: Thou art my help and saviour, my God, no tarrying make.

Psalm 22:24

For he despis'd not nor abhorr'd th' afflicted's misery; Nor from him hid his face, but heard when he to him did cry.

Psalm 84:2

My thirsty soul longs veh'mently, yea faints, thy courts to see: My very heart and flesh cry out, O living God, for thee.

Psalm 69:18

Draw near my soul, and it redeem; me from my foes defend.