I pour out my complaint before Him; I reveal my trouble to Him.
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.
A prayer of one who is afflicted, when he grows faint and pours out his lament before the LORD. Hear my prayer, O LORD; let my cry for help come before You.
As the king of Israel was passing by on the wall, a woman cried out to him, “Help me, my lord the king!”
Then He said to them, “My soul is consumed with sorrow to the point of death. Stay here and keep watch with Me.”
Do not take your servant for a wicked woman, for all this time I have been praying out of the depth of my anguish and grief.”
Therefore I will not restrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
“I loathe my own life; I will express my complaint and speak in the bitterness of my soul.
Moses relayed this message to the Israelites, but on account of their broken spirit and cruel bondage, they did not listen to him.
What strength do I have, that I should still hope? What is my future, that I should be patient?
For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Doe of the Dawn.” A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why have You forsaken me? Why are You so far from saving me, so far from my words of groaning?
I remembered You, O God, and I groaned; I mused and my spirit grew faint. Selah