⁴ As for me, is my complaint to man? Why shouldn't I be impatient?

⁹ Moses spoke so to the children of Israel, but they didn't listen to Moses for anguish of spirit, and for cruel bondage.

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.

¹ > Hear my prayer, Yahweh! Let my cry come to you.

³ I remember God, and I groan. I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. Selah.

⁴ You hold my eyelids open. I am so troubled that I can't speak.

⁵ I have considered the days of old, The years of ancient times.

⁶ I remember my song in the night. I consider in my own heart; My spirit diligently inquires:

⁷ "Will the Lord reject us forever? Will he be favorable no more?

⁸ Has his loving kindness vanished forever? Does his promise fail for generations?

⁹ Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has he, in anger, withheld his compassion?" Selah.

¹¹ Why are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God! For I shall still praise him, The saving help of my countenance, and my God.

¹ > My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?

² My God, I cry in the daytime, but you don't answer; In the night season, and am not silent.

³ But you are holy, You who inhabit the praises of Israel.

¹ "My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

² I will tell God, 'Do not condemn me, Show me why you contend with me.

¹¹ "Therefore I will not keep silent. I will speak in the anguish of my spirit. I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.

¹² Am I a sea, or a sea-monster, That you put a guard over me?

¹³ When I say, 'My bed shall comfort me, My couch shall ease my complaint;'

¹⁴ Then you scar me with dreams, And terrify me through visions:

¹⁵ So that my soul chooses strangling, Death rather than my bones.

¹⁶ I loathe my life. I don't want to live forever. Leave me alone; for my days are but a breath.

¹⁷ What is man, that you should magnify him, That you should set your mind on him,

¹⁸ That you should visit him every morning, And test him every moment?

¹⁹ How long will you not look away from me, Nor leave me alone until I swallow down my spittle?

²⁰ If I have sinned, what do I do to you, you watcher of men? Why have you set me as a mark for you, So that I am a burden to myself?

²¹ Why do you not pardon my disobedience, and take away my iniquity? For now shall I lie down in the dust. You will seek me diligently, but I shall not be."

¹¹ What is my strength, that I should wait? What is my end, that I should be patient?

²⁶ As the king of Israel was passing by on the wall, there cried a woman to him, saying, Help, my lord, O king.

²⁷ He said, If Yahweh doesn't help you, whence shall I help you? out of the threshing floor, or out of the winepress?

¹⁶ Don't count your handmaid for a wicked woman; for out of the abundance of my complaint and my provocation have I spoken hitherto.

³⁸ Then he said to them, "My soul is exceedingly sorrowful, even to death. Stay here, and watch with me."