9 Bible Verses about Prayer In Discouragement

Why am I discouraged? Why am I so restless? I put my hope in God for I will still praise him. He is my salvation and my God. I am very discouraged. That is why I will remember you in the land of Jordan, on the peaks of Hermon, on Mount Mizar. One deep sea calls to another at the roar of your waterspouts. All the whitecaps on your waves have swept over me.read more.
Jehovah commands his mercy during the day, and at night his song is with me, a prayer to the God of my life. I will ask God, my rock: Why have you forgotten me? Why must I walk around in mourning while the enemy oppresses me? As a shattering of my bones, my adversaries revile me, while they say to me all day long: Where is your God? Why am I in despair? Why have I become disturbed within me? Wait for God for I shall yet praise him, the help of my countenance and my God.

The Egyptians treated us harshly and afflicted us. They imposed hard labor on us. We cried out to Jehovah, the God of our fathers, and Jehovah heard our voice. He saw our affliction and our toil and our oppression.

I called to Jehovah in my trouble. I called to my God for help. In his temple he heard my voice. He listened to my cry for help.

They believed that whenever this land is struck by war, judgement, disease, or famine, your people can pray to you at the Temple. You will hear their prayer and save them.

Now, our God, the great, the strong, the God who is to be respected, who keeps faith and mercy, do not let his trouble seem small to you. It has come on us, and on our kings and our rulers and on our priests and our prophets and our fathers and on all your people from the time of the kings of Assyria till this day.

Be gracious to me, O Jehovah, because I am in distress. My eyes, my life, and my body waste away with grief. My life is spent from sorrow, my years from groaning. My strength staggers under the weight of my guilt, and my bones waste away. I have become a disgrace because of all my opponents. I have become someone dreaded by my friends, even by my neighbors. Those who see me on the street run away from me.read more.
I have faded from memory as if I were dead and have become like a piece of broken pottery.

I cry like a swallow (swift). I mourn like a dove. My eyes are red from looking to you, Jehovah. I am terribly abused. Please come and help me.

My sorrow is beyond healing, my heart is faint within me! Behold, listen! The cry of the daughter of my people from a distant land: Is Jehovah not in Zion? Is her King not within her? Why have they provoked me with their graven images, with foreign idols?

Then Jonah prayed to Jehovah his God from inside the fish's belly. He said: I called to Jehovah because of my affliction. And he answered me! Out of the belly of the grave I cried and you heard my voice.