If I say, I will forget my complaint. I will put off my [sad] countenance, and be of good cheer,
When I say, My bed shall comfort me. My couch shall ease my complaint.
Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! My heart is faint within me.
Therefore I will not refrain my mouth. I will speak in the anguish of my spirit. I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged, and though I forbear, what am I eased?
Attend to me, and answer me. I am restless in my complaint, and moan,