My soul also is sorely troubled. But thou, O Lord—how long?
Return, O Lord! How long? Have pity on thy servants!
“Now is my soul troubled. And what shall I say? ‘Father, save me from this hour’? No, for this purpose I have come to this hour.
And will not God vindicate his elect, who cry to him day and night? Will he delay long over them?
Then he said to them, “My soul is very sorrowful, even to death; remain here, and watch with me.”
A man's spirit will endure sickness; but a broken spirit who can bear?
“Will the Lord spurn for ever, and never again be favorable?
Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my help and my God.
Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my help
I am utterly spent and crushed; I groan because of the tumult of my heart.
I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint; my heart is like wax, it is melted within my breast;
that I may recount all thy praises, that in the gates of the daughter of Zion I may rejoice in thy deliverance.
Heal me, O Lord, and I shall be healed; save me, and I shall be saved; for thou art my praise.