I am bent over and bowed down; I am sad all day long.
I have turned black, but not by the sun. I stand up in public and cry for help.
My body is covered with worms and scabs, and my skin is broken and full of sores.
Some fools turned against God and suffered for the evil they did.
The Lord helps those who have been defeated and takes care of those who are in trouble.
My life is ending in sadness, and my years are spent in crying. My troubles are using up my strength, and my bones are getting weaker.
I acted as if they were my friends or brothers. I bowed in sadness as if I were crying for my mother.
Why am I so sad? Why am I so upset? I should put my hope in God and keep praising him, my Savior and
I say to God, my Rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why am I sad and troubled by my enemies?”
God, you are my strength. Why have you rejected me? Why am I sad and troubled by my enemies?
They set a trap for me. I am very worried. They dug a pit in my path, but they fell into it themselves.Selah
I am tired of crying to you. Every night my bed is wet with tears; my bed is soaked from my crying.
My eyes are weak from crying. Lord, I have prayed to you every day; I have lifted my hands in prayer to you.
I cried like a bird and moaned like a dove. My eyes became tired as I looked to the heavens. Lord, I have troubles. Please help me.”
