Deliverance in trouble
Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed.
My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long?
Return, O LORD, deliver my soul: oh save me for thy mercies' sake.
For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks?
I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.
Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.
Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for the LORD hath heard the voice of my weeping.
The LORD hath heard my supplication; the LORD will receive my prayer.
Let all mine enemies be ashamed and sore vexed: let them return and be ashamed suddenly.
In the time of need, let us not say how great we are, rather how great we could be by His grace, may we plead our sins. Lord, I have sinned, where there is sin, grace is willing to part with the sin. Lord, I am weak, but the Lord is our strength in weakness.
When there is no solution to a problem through our understanding, it is beyond what we feel on the surface, or see with the natural eyes. Like bones that are vexed, denoting a violent terror causing a shock and shaking of the inner man, and his bone. Sin and its effects are far beyond the surface of what we feel. Lord, have mercy on me, from without and deep within me. Body, soul and spirit.
Though I have sinned many hours, and days, and years, but shall I endure the time of my transgression before your loving mercy, Lord?
My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long? Return, O LORD, deliver my soul: oh save me for thy mercies' sake.
Let me live that others may see your righteous work in me, the renewal of my being, for the praises of my lips to your glory as a testament among men. For the dead cannot speak, nor can it win souls for your eternal glory.
Make me live Lord, in your newness of life that I may live for you.
The LORD has heard my supplication; the LORD will receive my prayer.