As for me, is my complaint to man? And why should I not be impatient?
That thou inquirest after mine iniquity, And searchest after my sin,
What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is mine end, at I should be patient?
Hear my prayer, O LORD, And let my cry come unto thee.
Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, Who is the health of my countenance, and my God.
And Moses spake so unto the children of Israel: but they hearkened not unto Moses for anguish of spirit, and for cruel bondage.
Then saith he unto them, My soul is exceeding sorrowful, even unto death: abide ye here, and watch with me.
Count not thine handmaid for a daughter of Belial: for out of the abundance of my complaint and my provocation have I spoken hitherto.