⁶ When I remember, I am troubled. Horror takes hold of my flesh.

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

¹⁵ I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up. While I suffer your terrors, I am distracted.

¹²⁰ My flesh trembles for fear of you. I am afraid of your judgments.

¹⁹ Remember my affliction and my misery, the wormwood and the gall.

²⁰ My soul still remembers them, and is bowed down within me.

¹⁶ I heard, and my body trembled. My lips quivered at the voice. Rottenness enters into my bones, and I tremble in my place, Because I must wait quietly for the day of trouble, For the coming up of the people who invade us.