Tribulation and anguish have found me; thy behests is my thinking.
I went not away from the commandments of his lips; and I hid in my bosom the words of his mouth.
The sorrows of death encompass-ed me; and the perils of hell found me. I found tribulation and sorrow;
I am made low by all things; Lord, quicken thou me by thy word.
I shall bethink in thy justifyings; I shall not forget thy words.
And I bethought in thy behests; which I loved.
Thy merciful doings come to me, and I shall live; for thy law is my thinking.
The song of degrees. Lord, I cried to thee from the depths;
Jesus saith to them, My meat is that I do the will of him that sent me, [and] that I perform the work of him.