Quotes About Crying

“Please, O LORD, remember how I have walked before You faithfully and with wholehearted devotion; I have done what was good in Your sight.” And Hezekiah wept bitterly.

Then cry out: ëSave us, O God of our salvation; gather and deliver us from the nations, that we may give thanks to Your holy name, that we may glory in Your praise.í

When Judah turned and discovered that the battle was both before and behind them, they cried out to the LORD. Then the priests blew the trumpets,

ëIf disaster comes upon us—whether sword or judgment, plague or famine—we will stand before this temple and before You, for Your Name is in this temple. We will cry out to You in our distress, and You will hear us and save us.í

And the Levites—Jeshua, Bani, Kadmiel, Shebaniah, Bunni, Sherebiah, Bani, and Chenani—stood on the raised platform and cried out in a loud voice to the LORD their God.

So You delivered them into the hands of enemies who oppressed them, and in their time of distress they cried out to You. From heaven You heard them, and in Your great compassion You gave them deliverers who saved them from the hands of their enemies.

When Mordecai learned of all that had happened, he tore his clothes, put on sackcloth and ashes, and went out into the middle of the city, wailing loudly and bitterly.

Though I cry out, ëViolence!í I get no response; though I call for help, there is no justice.

From the city, men groan, and the souls of the wounded cry out, yet God charges no one with wrongdoing.

They cried out among the shrubs and huddled beneath the nettles.

I cry out to You for help, but You do not answer; when I stand up, You merely look at me.

I go about blackened, but not by the sun. I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.

To the LORD I cry aloud, and He answers me from His holy mountain. Selah

For the choirmaster, to be accompanied by flutes. A Psalm of David. Give ear to my words, O LORD; consider my groaning.

Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity, for the LORD has heard my weeping.

For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Doe of the Dawn.” A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why have You forsaken me? Why are You so far from saving me, so far from my words of groaning?

Morning, noon, and night, I cry out in distress, and He hears my voice.

For the choirmaster. To the tune of “Lilies.” Of David. Save me, O God, for the waters are up to my neck.

I am weary from my crying; my throat is parched. My eyes fail, looking for my God.

A song. A Psalm of the sons of Korah. For the choirmaster. According to Mahalath Leannoth. A Maskil of Heman the Ezrahite. O LORD, the God of my salvation, day and night I cry out before You.

My eyes grow dim with grief. I call to You daily, O LORD; I spread out my hands to You.

But to You, O LORD, I cry for help; in the morning my prayer comes before You.

Why, O LORD, do You reject me? Why do You hide Your face from me?

I call to You; save me, that I may keep Your testimonies.