I remember God and am troubled; I meditate and my spirit faints. Selah.
And all his sons and all his daughters rose up to comfort him. And he refused to be comforted, and said, I will go down to Sheol mourning for my son. And his father wept for him.
Are the comforts of God too little with you, or a word that deals gently with you?
For calamity from God is a terror to me, and I could not do the thing because of His majesty.
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me; their fury is drinking my spirit; the terrors of God are set against me.
Also, I will not restrain my mouth; I will speak in the distress of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
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.
Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why do you moan within me? Hope in God, for I will still thank Him, the salvations of my face, and my God.
And call on Me in the day of distress, and I will save you; and you shall glorify Me.
From the end of the earth I call to You when my heart faints; Oh lead me into the Rock higher than I.
By night on my bed I sought Him whom my soul loves. I sought Him, but I did not find Him.
Jehovah, they visited You in distress; they poured out a whisper; Your chastening was to them.
Do not be a terror to me; You are my refuge in the day of evil.
And You cast off my soul from peace; I have forgotten goodness.
What? Should mankind complain, living man, because of his sins?