⁶ I am pained and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.

²⁸ I go mourning without the sun. I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.

¹⁴ I behaved myself as though it had been my friend or my brother. I bowed down mourning, as one who mourns his mother.

⁹ I will ask God, my rock, "Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?"

² For you are the God of my strength. Why have you rejected me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

⁵ Why are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God! For I shall still praise him for the saving help of his presence.

¹⁴ Like a swallow [or] a crane, so did I chatter; I did moan as a dove; my eyes fail [with looking] upward: Lord, I am oppressed, be my collateral.

¹⁴ Yahweh upholds all who fall, And raises up all those who are bowed down.

⁹ My eyes are dim from grief. I have called on you daily, Yahweh. I have spread out my hands to you.

⁶ They have prepared a net for my steps. My soul is bowed down. They dig a pit before me. They fall into the midst of it themselves. Selah.

¹⁰ For my life is spent with sorrow, My years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.

⁶ I am weary with my groaning; Every night I flood my bed; I drench my couch with my tears.