Psalm 55:2

Pay attention to me and answer me.
I am restless and in turmoil with my complaint,

I chirp like a swallow or a crane;
I moan like a dove.
My eyes grow weak looking upward.
Lord, I am oppressed; support me.

We all growl like bears
and moan like doves.
We hope for justice, but there is none;
for salvation, but it is far from us.

For the choir director. A Davidic psalm.Lord, how long will You forget me?
Forever?
How long will You hide Your face from me?

When I kept silent, my bones became brittle
from my groaning all day long.

I am bent over and brought low;
all day long I go around in mourning.

For You are the God of my refuge.
Why have You rejected me?
Why must I go about in sorrow
because of the enemy’s oppression?

For the choir director. A Davidic psalm.God, hear my voice when I complain.
Protect my life from the terror of the enemy.

However, God has listened;
He has paid attention to the sound of my prayer.

I think of God; I groan;
I meditate; my spirit becomes weak.Selah

I eat ashes like bread
and mingle my drinks with tears

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