I remembered God, and was troubled; I complained, and my spirit fainted. Selah.
And all his sons, and all his daughters, rose up to comfort him. But he refused to be comforted. And he said, For I will go down into the grave to my son mourning. And his father wept for him.
Are the comforts of God small with you, and a word dealing gently with you?
For trouble from God is a terror to me, and I could not do anything because of His highness.
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, their fury is drinking my spirit; the terrors of God are set against me.
Therefore I will not hold my mouth; I will speak in the trouble of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
Why are you cast down, O my soul? And why do you moan within me? Hope in God; for I still praise Him, the salvation of my face, and my God.
Why are you cast down, O my soul, and moan within me? Hope in God; for I shall praise Him for the salvation of His face.
and call on Me in the day of trouble; and I will deliver you, and you shall glorify Me.
From the end of the earth I cry to You when my heart is faint; Lead me to the Rock higher than I.
By night on my bed I sought Him whom my soul loved; I sought Him, but I did not find Him.
Jehovah, in trouble they have visited You; they poured out a prayer; Your chastening was on them.
Do not be a terror to me; You are my hope in the day of evil.
And You cast off my soul from peace; I have forgotten blessedness.
What? Should mankind complain, a living man, because of his sins?