If I say, ‘I will forget my complaint; I will put off my sad countenance and be of good cheer,’
“If I speak, my pain is not assuaged, and if I refrain, how much of it leaves me?
“Therefore I will not restrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
When I say, ‘My bed will comfort me, my couch will ease my complaint,’
Attend to me and answer me; I am troubled in my complaint. I am distraught
My joy is gone; grief is upon me; my heart is sick.