I have been bent down; I have been bowed down very much; All day long I have gone mourning.
I went about blackened, but not by the sun; I stood up in the assembly, I cried for help.
I walked about as though he were my friend or brother; I bowed down mourning, as one mourning for a mother.
I say to Ě
For You are the Elohim of my strength. Why have You rejected me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
Why are you depressed, O my being? And why are you restless within me? Wait for Elohim: for I shall yet thank Him, For the deliverance of His face!
יהוה is supporting all who are falling, And raising up all who are bowed down.
My eye grows dim because of affliction. יהוה, I have called upon You, all day long; I have stretched out my hands to You.
They have prepared a net for my footsteps; My being was bowed down; They have dug a pit before me; They fell into the midst of it! Selah.
For my life is consumed in sorrow, And my years in sighing; My strength fails because of my crookedness, And my bones have become old.
I have grown weary with my groaning; Every night I flood my bed; I drench my couch with my tears.
“Like a swallow or a thrush, so I chattered; I moaned like a dove; my eyes look weakly on high. O יהוה, I am oppressed, undertake for me!
My body is covered with worms and dirt, my skin is cracked and it festers.
Fools, because of their transgression, And because of their crookednesses, were afflicted.