¹⁵ Hannah answered, No, my lord, I am a woman of a sorrowful spirit: I have drunk neither wine nor strong drink, but I poured out my soul before Yahweh.

⁸ Trust in him at all times, you people. Pour out your heart before him. God is a refuge for us. Selah.

⁴ These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, How I used to go with the crowd, and led them to the house of God, With the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping a holy day.

¹⁹ Arise, cry out in the night, at the beginning of the watches; Pour out your heart like water before the face of the Lord: Lift up your hands toward him for the life of your young children, that faint for hunger at the head of every street.

² I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.

³ When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, You knew my path. In the way in which I walk, They have hidden a snare for me.

⁶ I spread forth my hands to you. My soul thirsts for you, like a parched land. Selah.

¹⁶ "Now my soul is poured out within me. Days of affliction have taken hold on me.

¹ A gentle answer turns away wrath, But a harsh word stirs up anger.

¹⁵ By patience a ruler is persuaded. A soft tongue breaks the bone.