My soul has been deeply shaken with terror. But you, O Lord, how long … ?
I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax. It has melted within me.
I am numb and completely devastated. I roar because my heart’s in turmoil.
Why are you discouraged, my soul? Why are you so restless? Put your hope in God, because I will still praise him. He is my savior and my God.
Will the Lord reject ⌞me⌟ for all time? Will he ever accept me?
so that I may recite your praises one by one in the gates of Zion and find joy in your salvation.
Return, Lord! How long … ? Change your plans about ⌞us,⌟ your servants.
A person’s spirit can endure sickness, but who can bear a broken spirit?
Heal me, O Lord, and I will be healed. Rescue me, and I will be rescued. You are the one I praise.
Then he said to them, “My anguish is so great that I feel as if I’m dying. Wait here, and stay awake with me.”
Won’t God give his chosen people justice when they cry out to him for help day and night? Is he slow to help them?
“I am too deeply troubled now to know how to express my feelings. Should I say, ‘Father, save me from this time ⌞of suffering⌟’? No! I came for this time of suffering.