18 And I said, My strength and my hope is perished from the Lord:
19 remembering mine affliction and my misery, the wormwood and the gall.
20 My soul hath them still in remembrance, and is humbled in me.
21 This I recall to my mind,therefore have I hope.
22 It is of the Lord's mercies that we are not consumed,because his compassions fail not.
23 They are new every morning:great is thy faithfulness.
24 The Lord is my portion, saith my soul;therefore will I hope in him.