Psalms 142:2 Cross References

Psalms 142:2

2: I pour out my complaints before him and tell him all my troubles.

Hebrews 5:7

  1. While Jesus was here on earth, he offered prayers and pleadings, with a loud cry and tears, to the one who could deliver him out of death. And God heard his prayers because of his reverence for God.

Romans 8:26

  1. And the Holy Spirit helps us in our distress. For we don't even know what we should pray for, nor how we should pray. But the Holy Spirit prays for us with groanings that cannot be expressed in words.

Isaiah 26:16

  1. LORD, in distress we searched for you. We were bowed beneath the burden of your discipline.

Psalms 102:1

  1. LORD, hear my prayer! Listen to my plea!
  2. Don't turn away from me in my time of distress. Bend down your ear and answer me quickly when I call to you,
  3. for my days disappear like smoke, and my bones burn like red-hot coals.
  4. My heart is sick, withered like grass, and I have lost my appetite.
  5. Because of my groaning, I am reduced to skin and bones.

Philippians 4:6

  1. Don't worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done.
  2. If you do this, you will experience God's peace, which is far more wonderful than the human mind can understand. His peace will guard your hearts and minds as you live in Christ Jesus.

Psalms 62:8

  1. O my people, trust in him at all times. Pour out your heart to him, for God is our refuge.

Psalms 18:4

  1. The ropes of death surrounded me; the floods of destruction swept over me.
  2. The grave wrapped its ropes around me; death itself stared me in the face.
  3. But in my distress I cried out to the LORD; yes, I prayed to my God for help. He heard me from his sanctuary; my cry reached his ears.

1 Samuel 1:15

  1. "Oh no, sir!" she replied, "I'm not drunk! But I am very sad, and I was pouring out my heart to the LORD.
  2. Please don't think I am a wicked woman! For I have been praying out of great anguish and sorrow."

Psalms 42:4

  1. My heart is breaking as I remember how it used to be: I walked among the crowds of worshipers, leading a great procession to the house of God, singing for joy and giving thanks--it was the sound of a great celebration!
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