Attend to me, and hear me; I am restless in my complaint, and moan noisily,
Like a crane or a swallow, so I chattered; I mourned like a dove; My eyes fail from looking upward. O Lord, I am oppressed; Undertake for me!
But certainly God has heard me; He has attended to the voice of my prayer.
I remembered God, and was troubled; I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah
Hear my voice, O God, in my meditation; Preserve my life from fear of the enemy.
We all growl like bears, And moan sadly like doves; We look for justice, but there is none; For salvation, but it is far from us.
For You are the God of my strength; Why do You cast me off? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
I am troubled, I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
When I kept silent, my bones grew old Through my groaning all the day long.
Hear a just cause, O Lord, Attend to my cry; Give ear to my prayer which is not from deceitful lips.
You have heard my voice: “Do not hide Your ear From my sighing, from my cry for help.”