So my spirit grows faint within me. My heart is shocked within me.
Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; My heart within me is desolate.
Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed and faints within me [wrapped in gloom]; my heart within my bosom grows numb.
My spirit is weak inside me— inside, my mind is numb.
Man has been made similar to vanity. His days pass by like a shadow.
Man is like to vanity: his days pass away like a shadow.
Would you cast lots for an orphan, and barter over your friend?
A prayer of the afflicted one, when he is faint and pours out his lament before Adonai:
Then the waters would have engulfed us, the torrent would have swept over our soul,
I pour out my complaint before Him, before Him I tell my trouble.
When my spirit grows faint within me, You know my path. In the way where I walk they have hidden a trap for me.
Turn to me and be gracious to me, for I am lonely and afflicted.
My heart shudders within me and the terrors of death sweep over me.
Hear my cry, O God, listen to my prayer.
In the day of my trouble I seek my Lord. At night my hand stretches out untiringly. My soul refuses to be comforted.
I ponder the days of old, the years long ago.
And in His anguish, He was praying fervently; and His sweat was like drops of blood falling down on the ground.