I well remember them, and my soul is downcast within me.
When I think about this, I am terrified; trembling seizes my body.
the Lord gives sight to the blind, the Lord lifts up those who are bowed down, the Lord loves the righteous.
Why, my soul, are you downcast? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.
We are brought down to the dust; our bodies cling to the ground.
When anxiety was great within me, your consolation brought me joy.