Surely my soul remembers and is humbled within me.
Even when I remember I am afraid, and trembling takes hold of my body.
The Lord opens the eyes of the blind; the Lord raises up those who are bowed down; the Lord loves the righteous.
Why are you cast down, O my soul? And why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise Him, my salvation and my God.
For our soul is bowed down to the dust; our body clings to the ground.
In the multitude of my anxieties within me, Your comforts delight my soul.