²⁷ If I say, I will put my grief out of mind, I will let my face be sad no longer and I will be bright;

¹³ When I say, In my bed I will have comfort, there I will get rest from my disease;

¹¹ So I will not keep my mouth shut; I will let the words come from it in the pain of my spirit, my soul will make a bitter outcry.

² In the day of my trouble, my heart was turned to the Lord: my hand was stretched out in the night without resting; my soul would not be comforted.

³ I will keep God in memory, with sounds of grief; my thoughts are troubled, and my spirit is overcome. (Selah.)

¹⁸ Sorrow has come on me! my heart in me is feeble.