When I was in trouble, I called to the Lord, and he answered me.
Do not hide from me in my time of trouble. Pay attention to me. When I cry for help, answer me quickly.
In their misery they cried out to the Lord, and he saved them from their troubles.
I was in trouble, so I called to the Lord. The Lord answered me and set me free.
I look up to the hills, but where does my help come from?
I was happy when they said to me, “Let’s go to the Temple of the Lord.”
Lord, I look upward to you, you who live in heaven.
What if the Lord had not been on our side? (Let Israel repeat this.)
Those who trust the Lord are like Mount Zion, which sits unmoved forever.
When the Lord brought the prisoners back to Jerusalem, it seemed as if we were dreaming.
If the Lord doesn’t build the house, the builders are working for nothing. If the Lord doesn’t guard the city, the guards are watching for nothing.
Happy are those who respect the Lord and obey him.
They have treated me badly all my life. (Let Israel repeat this.)
Lord, I am in great trouble, so I call out to you.
Lord, my heart is not proud; I don’t look down on others. I don’t do great things, and I can’t do miracles.
Lord, remember David and all his suffering.
It is good and pleasant when God’s people live together in peace!
Praise the Lord, all you servants of the Lord, you who serve at night in the Temple of the Lord.
In my trouble I called to the Lord. I cried out to my God for help. From his temple he heard my voice; my call for help reached his ears.
Call to me in times of trouble. I will save you, and you will honor me.”
Those people honor me who bring me offerings to show thanks. And I, God, will save those who do that.”
“When I was in danger, I called to the Lord, and he answered me. I was about to die, so I cried to you, and you heard my voice.
You threw me into the sea, down, down into the deep sea. The water was all around me, and your powerful waves flowed over me.
Being full of pain, Jesus prayed even harder. His sweat was like drops of blood falling to the ground.
While Jesus lived on earth, he prayed to God and asked God for help. He prayed with loud cries and tears to the One who could save him from death, and his prayer was heard because he trusted God.
So Hannah became pregnant, and in time she gave birth to a son. She named him Samuel, saying, “His name is Samuel because I asked the Lord for him.”
I prayed for this child, and the Lord answered my prayer and gave him to me.