My soul is greatly troubled, 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 is melted within me.
I am feeble and severely broken; I groan because of the disquietness of my heart.
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.
Why are you cast down, O my soul? And why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God, for I shall again praise Him for the help of His presence.
“Will the Lord reject forever? Will He be favorable no more?
that I may recount all Your praise in the gates of the daughter of Zion, that I may rejoice in Your salvation.
Return, O Lord! How long? Have compassion on Your servants!
The spirit of a man will sustain him in sickness, but a wounded spirit, who can bear?
Heal me, O Lord, 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 very sorrowful, even to death. Wait here, and keep watch with Me.”
And shall not God avenge His own elect and be patient with them, who cry day and night to Him?
“Now My soul is troubled. What shall I say? ‘Father, save Me from this hour’? Instead, for this reason I came to this hour.
