Lest he tear my soul like a lion, crushing it while there is no deliverer.

For yet a little while, and the wicked is not; and thou considerest his place, but he is not.

{To the chief Musician, to Jeduthun. A Psalm of David.} I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue: I will keep my mouth with a muzzle, while the wicked is before me.

My tears have been my bread day and night, while they say unto me all the day, Where is thy God?

As with a crushing in my bones mine adversaries reproach me, while they say unto me all the day, Where is thy God?

So will I bless thee while I live; I will lift up my hands in thy name.

I am weary with my crying, my throat is parched; mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.

I will sing unto Jehovah as long as I live; I will sing psalms to my God while I have my being.

As long as I live will I praise Jehovah; I will sing psalms unto my God while I have my being.