My soul also is greatly troubled and You, O Jehovah, until when?
I am poured out like waters, and all My bones are spread apart; My heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of My bowels.
I am benumbed and crushed even to excess; I roar from the groanings of my heart.
O my soul, why are you cast down? And why do you moan within me? Hope in God, for I yet thank Him for the salvations of my face and my God.
O my soul, why are you cast down and moan within me? Hope in God, for I shall yet thank Him for the salvations of His presence.
Will the Lord cast off forever; and will He not add to be pleased any more?
so that I may declare all Your praises in the gates of the daughter of Zion; I will rejoice in Your salvation.
Return, O Jehovah! Until when? And give pity to Your servants.
The spirit of a man will endure his sickness, but who can bear a stricken spirit?
Heal me, O Jehovah, and I will be healed; save me, and I will be saved; for You are my praise.
Then He said to them, My soul is deeply grieved, even unto death. Stay here with Me, and keep awake.
and will God no not execute the avengement of His elect, those crying to Him day and night, also being long-suffering over them?
Now My soul is agitated, and what may I say? Father, save Me out of this hour? But on account of this I came to this hour.