How long? Will You not look away from me, And let me alone till I swallow my saliva?
Are not my days few? Cease! Leave me alone, that I may take a little comfort,
Look away from him that he may rest, Till like a hired man he finishes his day.
He will not allow me to catch my breath, But fills me with bitterness.
Remove Your gaze from me, that I may regain strength, Before I go away and am no more.”
My soul also is greatly troubled; But You, O Lord—how long?
Lord, how long will the wicked, How long will the wicked triumph?
And they cried with a loud voice, saying, “How long, O Lord, holy and true, until You judge and avenge our blood on those who dwell on the earth?”