I was speechless and still; I remained silent, even from speaking good, and my sorrow was stirred.

My heart grew hot within me; as I mused, the fire burned. Then I spoke with my tongue:

“Show me, O LORD, my end and the measure of my days. Let me know how fleeting my life is.

I have become mute; I do not open my mouth because of what You have done.

Remove Your scourge from me; I am perishing by the force of Your hand.

Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear to my cry for help; do not be deaf to my weeping. For I am …

Turn Your gaze away from me, that I may again be cheered before I depart and am no more.”

Be pleased, O LORD, to deliver me; hurry, O LORD, to help me.

But I am poor and needy; may the Lord think of me. You are my helper and deliverer; O my God, do not delay.

The LORD will sustain him on his bed of illness and restore him from his bed of sickness.

Even my close friend whom I trusted, the one who shared my bread, has lifted up his heel against me.

Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why the unease within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise Him …

O my God, my soul despairs within me. Therefore I remember You from the land of Jordan and the peaks of Hermon—even from Mount Mizar.

Deep calls to deep in the roar of Your waterfalls; all Your breakers and waves have rolled over me.

I say to God my Rock, “Why have You forgotten me? Why must I walk in sorrow because of the enemy’s oppression?”

Vindicate me, O God, and plead my case against an ungodly nation; deliver me from deceitful and unjust men.

For You are the God of my refuge. Why have You rejected me? Why must I walk in sorrow because of the enemy’s oppression?

Send out Your light and Your truth; let them lead me. Let them bring me to Your holy mountain and to the place where You dwell.

Then I will go to the altar of God, to God, my greatest joy. I will praise You with the harp, O God, my God.

Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why the unease within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise Him, my Savior and my God.

You are my King, O God, who ordains victories for Jacob.

Wake up, O Lord! Why are You sleeping? Arise! Do not reject us forever.

For our soul has sunk to the dust; our bodies cling to the earth.

Rise up; be our help! Redeem us on account of Your loving devotion.

For the choirmaster. Of the sons of Korah. According to Alamoth. A song. God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in times of trouble.