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Psalm 102:1 - Holy Bible: Easy-to-Read Version

1 Lord, hear my prayer. Listen to my cry for help.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

1 Hear my prayer, O LORD, And let my cry come unto thee.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

1 HEAR MY prayer, O Lord, and let my cry come to You.

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American Standard Version (1901)

1 Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, And let my cry come unto thee.

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Common English Bible

1 LORD, hear my prayer! Let my cry reach you!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

1 To David himself. Bless the Lord, O my soul, and bless his holy name, all that is within me.

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Psalm 102:1
28 Tagairtí Cros  

The priests and the Levites stood up and asked God to bless the people, and he heard them. Their prayer came up to heaven, the holy place where he lives.


They took advantage of the poor and stole what little they had. But the Lord knows what they did, and he says, “I will rescue those who are poor and helpless, and I will punish those who hurt them.”


I am ready to give up. I am losing my courage.


Hurry and answer me, Lord! I have lost my courage. Don’t turn away from me. Don’t let me die and become like the people lying in the grave.


He listens to his followers and does what they want. He answers their prayers and saves them.


In my trouble I called to the Lord. Yes, I cried out to my God for help. There in his temple he heard my voice. He heard my cry for help.


Lord, hear my prayer! Listen to the words I cry to you. Look at my tears. I am only a traveler passing through this life with you. Like all my ancestors, I will live here only a short time.


My heart breaks as I remember the pleasant times in the past, when I walked with the crowds as I led them up to God’s Temple. I remember the happy songs of praise as they celebrated the festival.


My God and King, listen to my prayer.


From a faraway land I call to you for help. I feel so weak and helpless! Carry me to a high rock where no one can reach me.


People, always put your trust in God! Tell him all your problems. God is our place of safety. Selah


I thought about you, God, and tried to tell you how I felt, but I could not.


A long time passed and that king of Egypt died. But the Israelites were still forced to work very hard. They cried for help, and God heard them.


You wrapped yourself in a cloud so that no prayer could get through.


Even when I cry out and ask for help, he does not listen to my prayer.


Jesus was full of pain; he struggled hard in prayer. Sweat dripped from his face like drops of blood falling to the ground.


While Jesus lived on earth he prayed to God, asking for help from the one who could save him from death. He prayed to God with loud cries and tears. And his prayers were answered because of his great respect for God.


Then the Israelites threw away the foreign gods and began to worship the Lord again. So he felt sorry for them when he saw them suffering.


“At this time tomorrow I will send a man to you. He will be from the tribe of Benjamin. You must anoint him and make him the new leader over my people Israel. This man will save my people from the Philistines. I have seen my people suffering, and I have heard their cries for help.”


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