My heart is pained within me, And terrors of death have fallen on me.
And thus said Shimei in his reviling, `Go out, go out, O man of blood, and man of worthlessness!
Compassed me have cords of death, And straits of Sheol have found me, Distress and sorrow I find.
With a sword in my bones Have mine adversaries reproached me, In their saying unto me all the day, `Where `is' thy God?'
And my soul hath been troubled greatly, And Thou, O Jehovah, till when?
Reproach hath broken my heart, and I am sick, And I look for a bemoaner, and there is none, And for comforters, and I have found none.
For my soul hath been full of evils, And my life hath come to Sheol.
`Now hath my soul been troubled, and what? shall I say -- Father, save me from this hour? -- but because of this I came to this hour;
who in the days of his flesh both prayers and supplications unto Him who was able to save him from death -- with strong crying and tears -- having offered up, and having been heard in respect to that which he feared,