² Give thought to me, and let my prayer be answered: I have been made low in sorrow;

¹⁴ I make cries like a bird; I give out sounds of grief like a dove: my eyes are looking up with desire; O Lord, I am crushed, take up my cause.

¹¹ We make noises of grief, like bears, and sad sounds like doves: we are looking for our right, but it is not there; for salvation, but it is far from us.

⁹ I have had dust for bread and my drink has been mixed with weeping:

¹⁰ Because of your passion and your wrath, for I have been lifted up and then made low by you.

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

¹⁹ But truly God's ear has been open; he has give attention to the voice of my prayer.

¹ <To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David.> O God, let the voice of my grief come to your ear: keep my life from the fear of those who are against me.

² You are the God of my strength; why have you put me from you? why do I go in sorrow because of the attacks of my haters?

⁶ I am troubled, I am made low; I go weeping all the day.

³ When I kept my mouth shut, my bones were wasted, because of my crying all through the day.

¹ <To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David.> Will you for ever put me out of your memory, O Lord? will your face for ever be turned away from me?

² How long is my soul to be in doubt, with sorrow in my heart all the day? how long will he who is against me be given power over me?