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Psalm 69:17 - American Standard Version 2015

And hide not thy face from thy servant;\par\tab For I am in distress; answer me speedily.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

And hide not thy face from thy servant; For I am in trouble: Hear me speedily.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

Hide not Your face from Your servant, for I am in distress; O answer me speedily!

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American Standard Version (1901)

And hide not thy face from thy servant; For I am in distress; answer me speedily.

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Common English Bible

Don’t hide your face from me, your servant, because I’m in deep trouble. Answer me quickly!

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Psalm 69:17
14 Tagairtí Cros  

And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away mine iniquity?\par\tab For now shall I lie down in the dust;\par\tab And thou wilt seek me diligently, but I shall not be.\par


Hide not thy face from me in the day of my distress:\par\tab Incline thine ear unto me;\par\tab In the day when I call answer me speedily.


{\b For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.}\par\par\tab How long, O Jehovah? wilt thou forget me for ever?\par\tab How long wilt thou hide thy face from me?


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


Deliver me, O Jehovah, from mine enemies:\par\tab I flee unto thee to hide me.


For he hath not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted;\par\tab Neither hath he hid his face from him;\par\tab But when he cried unto him, he heard.


Hide not thy face from me;\par\tab Put not thy servant away in anger:\par\tab Thou hast been my help;\par\tab Cast me not off, neither forsake me, O God of my salvation.


Be pleased, O Jehovah, to deliver me:\par\tab Make haste to help me, O Jehovah.


Wherefore hidest thou thy face,\par\tab And forgettest our affliction and our oppression?


Which my lips uttered,\par\tab And my mouth spake, when I was in distress.


{\b For the Chief Musician. {\i A Psalm} of David; to bring to remembrance.}\par\par\tab {\i Make haste}, O God, to deliver me;\par\tab Make haste to help me, O Jehovah.


{\i It is of} Jehovah's lovingkindnesses that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not.


Then saith he unto them, {\cf6 My soul is exceeding sorrowful, even unto death: abide ye here, and watch with me.}


And about the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, {\cf6 {\b Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani?}} that is, {\cf6 {\b My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?}}