Adonai-Tzva’ot, how long will You be angry with the prayer of Your people?
Though Adonai gives you the bread of adversity and the water of oppression, your teachers will no longer be hidden, but your eyes will see your teachers.
My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When will I come and appear before God?
My enemies taunt me all day. My deriders use my name to curse.
My soul refuses to touch them; they are like sickening food to me.
A contemplative song of Asaph. Why have You cast us off forever, O God? Why does Your anger smolder against the flock of Your pasture?
How long, Adonai, will You be angry? Forever? Will Your jealousy keep blazing like fire?
You covered Yourself with anger and pursued us. You have slain without pity.
You shrouded Yourself with a cloud so that no prayer can get through.