As for me, is my complaint to man? Why shouldn't I be impatient?
that you inquire after my iniquity, and search after my sin?
What is my strength, that I should wait? What is my end, that I should be patient?
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.
Moshe spoke so to the children of Yisra'el, but they didn't listen to Moshe for anguish of spirit, and for cruel bondage.
Then he said to them, *My soul is exceedingly sorrowful, even to death. Stay here, and watch with me.*
Don't count your handmaid for a wicked woman; for out of the abundance of my complaint and my provocation have I spoken hitherto.