- Affliction, Prayer Under - For deliverance
Affliction, Prayer Under - For deliverance
Be not wroth very sore, O LORD, neither remember iniquity for ever: behold, see, we beseech thee, we are all thy people.
Thy holy cities are a wilderness, Zion is a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.
Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised thee, is burned up with fire: and all our pleasant things are laid waste.
Wilt thou refrain thyself for these things, O LORD? wilt thou hold thy peace, and afflict us very sore?
The troubles of my heart are enlarged: O bring thou me out of my distresses.
Redeem Israel, O God, out of all his troubles.
Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
Heal me, O LORD, and I shall be healed; save me, and I shall be saved: for thou art my praise.