Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



"Hear my prayer, Yahweh, and give ear to my cry. Don't be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, a foreigner, as all my fathers were. Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go away, and exist no more." For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.



I have called on you, for you will answer me, God. Turn your ear to me. Hear my speech.

"Hear my prayer, Yahweh, and give ear to my cry. Don't be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, a foreigner, as all my fathers were.

My cry goes to God! Indeed, I cry to God for help, and for him to listen to me.

Yahweh, God of Armies, hear my prayer. Listen, God of Jacob. Selah.




I have also established my covenant with them, to give them the land of Canaan, the land of their travels, in which they lived as aliens.


"Hear my prayer, Yahweh, and give ear to my cry. Don't be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, a foreigner, as all my fathers were.

Jacob said to Pharaoh, "The days of the years of my pilgrimage are one hundred thirty years. Few and evil have been the days of the years of my life, and they have not attained to the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their pilgrimage."

For we are strangers before you, and foreigners, as all our fathers were. Our days on the earth are as a shadow, and there is no remaining.

I am a stranger on the earth. Don't hide your commandments from me.



"Hear my prayer, Yahweh, and give ear to my cry. Don't be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, a foreigner, as all my fathers were.

For we are strangers before you, and foreigners, as all our fathers were. Our days on the earth are as a shadow, and there is no remaining.

I am a stranger on the earth. Don't hide your commandments from me.


Peter, an apostle of Jesus Christ, to the chosen ones who are living as foreigners in the Dispersion in Pontus, Galatia, Cappadocia, Asia, and Bithynia,

"Hear my prayer, Yahweh, and give ear to my cry. Don't be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, a foreigner, as all my fathers were.


"Hear my prayer, Yahweh, and give ear to my cry. Don't be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, a foreigner, as all my fathers were.


You have fed them with the bread of tears, and given them tears to drink in large measure.


I am weary with my groaning. Every night I flood my bed. I drench my couch with my tears.

Therefore my harp has turned to mourning, and my pipe into the voice of those who weep.

For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mixed my drink with tears,

My face is red with weeping. Deep darkness is on my eyelids.

"Hear my prayer, Yahweh, and give ear to my cry. Don't be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, a foreigner, as all my fathers were.

My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually ask me, "Where is your God?"


"Hear my prayer, Yahweh, and give ear to my cry. Don't be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, a foreigner, as all my fathers were.