I behaved agreeably towards them as [if it had been] our neighbor [or] brother; I humbled myself as one mourning and sad of countenance.

Why are you downcast, O my soul? And why do you trouble me? Hope in God; for I will give thanks to Him; [He is] the salvation of my countenance.

They have prepared snares for my feet, and have bowed down my soul; they have dug a pit before my face, and fallen into it [themselves]. Pause.

The Lord supports all that are falling, and sets up all that are broken down.

I am wearied with my groaning; I shall wash my bed every night; I shall water my couch with tears.

For my life is spent with grief, and my years with groanings; my strength has been weakened through poverty, and my bones are troubled.

I will say to God, You are my helper; why have You forgotten me? Why do I mourn, while the enemy oppresses [me]?

for You are my strength; why have You cast me off? And why do I go mourning, while the enemy oppresses [me]?

My eyes are dimmed from poverty; but I cried out to You, O Lord, all the day; I spread forth my hands to You.

I went mourning without restraint, and I have stood and cried out in the assembly.

As a swallow, so will I cry, and as a dove, so do I mourn; for my eyes have failed from looking to the height of heaven to the Lord, who has delivered me,