My heart is sick, withered like grass, and I have lost my appetite. Because of my groaning, I am reduced to skin and bones.
You don’t let me sleep, I am too distressed even to pray!
Deeper and deeper I sink into the mire; I can’t find a foothold to stand on. I am in deep water and the floods overwhelm me. I am exhausted from crying for help; my throat is parched and dry. My eyes are swollen with weeping, waiting for my God to help me.
You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in your bottle. You have recorded each one in your book.
…Do not ignore my cry for help! Please listen and answer me, for I am overwhelmed by my troubles. My heart is in anguish. The terror of death overpowers me. Fear and trembling overwhelm me. I can’t stop shaking. Morning, noon and night I plead aloud in my distress…
Wake up, O Lord! Why do you sleep? Get up! Do not reject us forever. Why do you look the other way? Why do you ignore our suffering and oppression? We collapse in the dust, lying face down in the dirt.
…Why have you tossed me aside? Why must I wander around in darkness…
Day and night, I have only tears for food.. O God my rock, I cry, why have you forsaken me? Why must I wander in darkness…
For troubles surround me – too many to count! They pile up so high I can’t see my way out. They are more numerous than the hairs on my head. I have lost all my courage.
I am bent over and racked with pain. My days are filled with grief. A raging fever burns within me, and my health is broken. I am exhausted and completely crushed. My groans come from an anguished heart.