3 In the day of my trouble, my heart was turned to the Lord: my hand was stretched out in the night without resting; my soul would not be comforted.
4 I will keep God in memory, with sounds of grief; my thoughts are troubled, and my spirit is overcome. (Selah.)
5 You keep my eyes from sleep; I am so troubled that no words come.
6 My thoughts go back to the days of the past, to the years which are gone.
7 The memory of my song comes back to me in the night; my thoughts are moving in my heart; my spirit is searching with care.
8 Will the Lord put me away for ever? will he be kind no longer?
9 Is his mercy quite gone for ever? has his word come to nothing?
