17 And Thou castest off from peace my soul, I have forgotten prosperity.
18 And I say, Perished hath my strength and my hope from Jehovah.
19 Remember my affliction and my mourning, Wormwood and gall!
20 Remember well, and bow down doth my soul in me.
21 This I turn to my heart -- therefore I hope.
22 The kindnesses of Jehovah! For we have not been consumed, For not ended have His mercies.
23 New every morning, abundant [is] thy faithfulness.
