3 My tears have been my meat day and night,while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
4 When I remember these things,I pour out my soul in me:for I had gone with the multitude,I went with them to the house of God,with the voice of joy and praise,with a multitude that kept holyday.
5 Why art thou cast down, O my soul?And why art thou disquieted in me?Hope thou in God:for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.
6 O my God, my soul is cast down within me:therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan,and of the Her´monites, from the hill Mizar.
7 Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts:all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.
8 Yet the Lord will command his loving-kindness in the daytime,and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life.
9 I will say unto God my rock,Why hast thou forgotten me?Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?