²⁸ I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.

⁹ I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

² For thou art the God of my strength: why dost thou cast me off? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

⁶ I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.

⁷ Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry aloud, but there is no judgment.

³ He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief: and we hid as it were our faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not.

⁴ Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.

¹ I AM the man that hath seen affliction by the rod of his wrath.

² He hath led me, and brought me into darkness, but not into light.

³ Surely against me is he turned; he turneth his hand against me all the day.