Attend to me, and hear me; I wander and I moan in my complaint,
A Prayer of David. Hear the right, O Jehovah; listen to my cry; Give ear to my prayer, for it is not in lips of deceit.
When I kept silence, my bones became old through my roaring all the day long.
I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
For You are the God of my strength; why do You cast me off? Why do I go mourning under the affliction of the enemy?
To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. Hear my voice, O God, in my complaint; guard my life from fear of the enemy.
Surely God has heard; He has attended to the voice of my prayer.
I remembered God, and was troubled; I complained, and my spirit fainted. Selah.
Like a twittering swallow, so I chatter; I mourn as a dove; my eyes look weakly to the heights. O Jehovah, I am pressed down; be surety for me.
We all roar like bears, and mourn grievously like doves; we look for judgment, but none; for salvation, but it is far off from us.
You have heard my voice; do not hide Your ear at my relief, at my cry for help.