1 My voice rises to God, and I will cry aloud; My voice rises to God, and He will hear me.
2 In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord; In the night my hand was stretched out without weariness; My soul refused to be comforted.
3 When I remember God, then I am disturbed; When I sigh, then my spirit grows faint. Selah.
4 You have held my eyelids open; I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
5 I have considered the days of old, The years of long ago.