Be not far off, for grief is near, and none to help is found.
Be not far from me; for trouble is near; For there is none to help.
Be not far from me, for trouble is near and there is none to help.
Please don’t be far from me, because trouble is near and there’s no one to help.
Wherefore is it that thou, O Lord, dost stand from us afar? And wherefore hidest thou thyself, when times so troublous are?
Lord, thou hast seen, hold not thy peace; Lord, be not far from me.
Forsake me not, O Lord; my God, far from me never be.
Draw near my soul, and it redeem; me from my foes defend.
Be thou not far from me, my God: thy speedy help I crave.
Thou from the womb didst hold me up; thou art the same that me Out of my mother's bowels took; I ever will praise thee.
For he the needy shall preserve, when he to him doth call; The poor also, and him that hath no help of man at all.