Hear my cry, O God, listen to my prayer!
Before him I pour out my complaint, tell of my distress in front of him.
My spirit is faint within me; my heart despairs.
A prayer of David. Hear, Lord, my plea for justice; pay heed to my cry; Listen to my prayer from lips without guile.
He said: I love you, Lord, my strength,
foreigners cringed; they came cowering from their dungeons.
For God will hide me in his shelter in time of trouble, He will conceal me in the cover of his tent; and set me high upon a rock.
Surely, I wait for the Lord; who bends down to me and hears my cry,
Why are you downcast, my soul; why do you groan within me? Wait for God, for I shall again praise him, my savior and my God.
Why are you downcast, my soul? Why do you groan within me? Wait for God, for I shall again praise him, my savior and my God.
My heart pounds within me; death’s terrors fall upon me.
My soul rests in God alone, from whom comes my salvation.
My soul, be at rest in God alone, from whom comes my hope.
On the day of my distress I seek the Lord; by night my hands are stretched out unceasingly; I refuse to be consoled.
Each of them will be like a shelter from the wind, a refuge from the rain. They will be like streams of water in a dry country, like the shade of a great rock in a parched land.
O afflicted one, storm-battered and unconsoled, I lay your pavements in carnelians, your foundations in sapphires;
He was in such agony and he prayed so fervently that his sweat became like drops of blood falling on the ground.]
Yet when you seek the Lord, your God, from there, you shall indeed find him if you search after him with all your heart and soul.
