3
My soul also is sorely troubled. But thou, O LORD--how long?
4
Turn, O LORD, save my life; deliver me for the sake of thy steadfast love.
5
For in death there is no remembrance of thee; in Sheol who can give thee praise?
6
I am weary with my moaning; every night I flood my bed with tears; I drench my couch with my weeping.
7
My eye wastes away because of grief, it grows weak because of all my foes.
Revised Standard Version of the Bible, copyright 1952 [2nd edition, 1971] by the Division of Christian Education of the National Council of the Churches of Christ in the United States of America. Used by permission. All rights reserved.